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Portrait of Honoré Willsie Honoré Willsie Lydia of the Pines — VI. The Cooking Class (1917)

You may call me Uncle Charlie."
Lydia put out her tongue at him. "Good-by, Uncle!" she called and raced up the bank to the house.
"Daddy," she said that night at supper, "why should Mr. Marshall and Charlie Jackson both say Mr. Levine is a crook?"
Amos ate a piece of bread meditatively before replying. "Any man that goes into politics in this country leaves his reputation behind him. You and I'll never have a better friend than John Levine."
Lydia nodded. She was only a child after all and still retained implicit faith in the opinion of those she loved.
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Portrait of Honoré Willsie Honoré Willsie Lydia of the Pines — VI. The Cooking Class (1917)

Margery murmured on.
"Land, Lizzie, don't be so cross," said Elviry. "I suppose you've heard the talk about John Levine? He's getting in with that half breed crowd up on the reservation that the Indian agent's such friends with. They say Levine's land hungry enough to marry a squaw. He's so dark, I wouldn't be surprised if he had Indian blood himself. Land knows nothing would surprise me about him. They say he's just naturally crooked."
Lydia and Florence Dombey suddenly stood in front of Elviry.
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Portrait of Honoré Willsie Honoré Willsie Lydia of the Pines — VI. The Cooking Class (1917)

Lizzie almost exploded with anger when Lydia retailed these questions, but Amos only laughed.
"Pshaw, you know Elviry!"
"Yes, I know Elviry! She's a snake in the grass. Always was and always will be."
"She's a dandy housekeeper," murmured Lydia. "I wonder where she learned. And she isn't teaching Margery a thing. I like Mr. Marshall."
"Dave's a miser. He always was and he always will be," snapped Lizzie. "I despise the whole kit and biling of them, money or no money. Dave never earned an honest cent in his life."
"Lots of rich men haven't," replied Amos.
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