Greye La Spina

“ She could not have put into words just what it was from which she ought to flee but that she must leave the Renner farmhouse at the earliest possible moment became a stronger conviction with every passing moment. In her mind one ugly, incontrovertible fact stood out only too dearly: Cora Kent had visited the Renner farm and had not been seen since.
Lucy dressed hastily and managed to slip out of the house without encountering her landlady. She found her car under the shed at the rear of the barn, where she had left it. ”

“ THAT would do it, she told herself. Once the mechanic was there, she would bring down her suitcase and manage to get into town and have him send someone to bring out her car when the tires were repaired. She would manage to leave before night. While Aaron was away, she would work on the loom that she was convinced had been Cora Kent’s property. That might disarm Mrs. Renner's suspicions.
She walked slowly back to the house. She was thankful that Mrs. Renner was upstairs tidying the bedroom; Lucy could hear her steps as she walked from one side to the other of the big bed. ”

“ Don’t do it! Accidents are one thing; on purpose is another. Let me get a sharp stake, missus—?”
"Hush! Get back to bed, Aaron. Leave this to me. After all, I’m Kathy’s mother. You’re not going to stop me. I’m not going to let her go hungry. Get back to bed, I tell you.”
"Well, her door's locked and there’s honeysuckle inside. You can’t do anything tonight,” grudgingly acceded Aaron. ”

“ Renner, both fat hands smoothing down blue checkered apron over ample hips.
"My car has two flats. I can’t understand why,” blurted Lucy.
Mrs. Renner’s face remained impassive. She stated rather than asked. "You don’t need to go into town. Aaron can do your errands.”
"Oh, but I do want to get to town,” insisted Lucy with vehemence.
"You don’t need your car until you’re leaving here,” said Mrs. Renner coldly. She regarded Lucy with impassive face, then turned her back and walked toward the house without another word.
Lucy called: "Mrs. Renner! Mrs. Renner! ”

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“ Renner’s farm. On the third day of her vacation Lucy had come to an agreement with Mrs. Renner for a week’s board and weaving lessons. In the upstairs front room that was to be hers, Lucy exclaimed with enthusiasm over the coverlet on the old spool bed, at the runners on the wash-stand and the antique bureau with its tall shelves and drawers, on either side of the high mirror. A stuffed chair upholstered in material that Mrs. Renner said was woven by herself caught Lucy’s attention and the antimacassar pinned on the back caught her eye particularly. Mrs. ”