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Show Page 94 July, 1620 continued I fear I shall be an old woman before I ever gain my own land. Making soap ashes is a fearful slow business and it will be a long while ere I receive my wages for tutoring. I saw John Clark today as he passed near the house with Rawhunt. He looked not in my direction so I know not if he saw me watching him. If only he would speak to me I would try to make amends for the cruel words I uttered last month. I fear I did great injury to his pride. ******************** "You are certainly silent today," Cisly chided me. "You've scarce said two words since you came through the door. Is something troubling you?" I shook my head. How could I tell him that I felt most uncomfortable seated next his other guest, John Clark. I had gone thinking to have a quiet visit with Anne. But John was there ahead of me. I had not spoken with the man since the day we met in the forest, and now I was so near him I could smell the sweat upon his skin. John, too, had been silent since my arrival, no doubt remembering, as was I, the bitterness of that last meeting. |