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through her old trunks and found some things
she had worn before her marriage.

The next Sunday Lena appeared at church,
a little late, with her hair done up neatly on
her head, like a young woman, wearing shoes
and stockings, and the new dress, which she
had made over for herself very becomingly.
The congregation stared at her. Until that
morning no one -- unless it were Ole -- had
realized how pretty she was, or that she was
growing up. The swelling lines of her figure
had been hidden under the shapeless rags she
wore in the fields. After the last hymn had been
sung, and the congregation was dismissed, Ole
slipped out to the hitching-bar and lifted Lena
on her horse. That, in itself, was shocking;
a married man was not expected to do such
things. But it was nothing to the scene that
followed. Crazy Mary darted out from the
group of women at the church door, and ran
down the road after Lena, shouting horrible
threats.

"Look out, you Lena Lingard, look out!
I'll come over with a corn-knife one day and
trim some of that shape off you. Then you
won't sail round so fine, making eyes at the
men!..."


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