Sell your skins, and get more, if you can; but don't sell human
blood."
"Come, come, child; let us talk of matters you understand. Are
you glad to see our old friend, March, back again? You like Hurry,
and must know that one day he may be your brother- if not something
nearer."
"That can't be, father," returned the girl, after a considerable
pause; "Hurry has had one father, and one mother; and people never
have two."
"So much for your weak mind, Hetty. When Jude marries, her
husband's father will be her father, and her husband's sister her
sister. If she should marry Hurry, then he will be your brother."
"Judith will never have Hurry," returned the girl mildly, but
positively; "Judith don't like Hurry."
"That's more than you can know, Hetty. Harry March is the handsomest,
and the strongest, and the boldest young man that ever visits the
lake; and, as Jude is the greatest beauty, I don't see why they
shouldn't come together. He has as much as promised that he will
enter into this job with me, on condition that I'll consent."
Hetty began to move her body back and forth, and other-wise to
express mental agitation; but she made no answer for more than a
minute.
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