`` Mrs. Dick Moore , '' said Captain Jim -- `` and her husband , '' he added , as if by way of an afterthought . Anne smiled , and deduced a mental picture of Mrs. Dick Moore from Captain Jim 's way of putting it ; evidently a second Mrs. Rachel Lynde . `` You have n't many neighbors , Mistress Blythe , '' Captain Jim went on . `` This side of the harbor is mighty thinly settled . Most of the land belongs to Mr. Howard up yander past the Glen , and he rents it out for pasture . The other side of the harbor , now , is thick with folks -- ` specially MacAllisters . There 's a whole colony of MacAllisters you ca n't throw a stone but you hit one . I was talking to old Leon Blacquiere the other day . He 's been working on the harbor all summer . ` Dey 're nearly all MacAllisters over thar , ' he told me . ` Dare 's Neil MacAllister and Sandy MacAllister and William MacAllister and Alec MacAllister and Angus MacAllister -- and I believe dare 's de Devil MacAllister . ' '' `` There are nearly as many Elliotts and Crawfords , '' said Doctor Dave , after the laughter had subsided . `` You know , Gilbert , we folk on this side of Four Winds have an old saying -- ` From the conceit of the Elliotts , the pride of the MacAllisters , and the vainglory of the Crawfords , good Lord deliver us . ' '' `` There 's a plenty of fine people among them , though , '' said Captain Jim . `` I sailed with William Crawford for many a year , and for courage and endurance and truth that man had n't an equal . They 've got brains over on that side of Four Winds . Mebbe that 's why this side is sorter inclined to pick on 'em . Strange , ai n't it , how folks seem to resent anyone being born a mite cleverer than they be . '' Doctor Dave , who had a forty years ' feud with the over-harbor people , laughed and subsided . `` Who lives in that brilliant emerald house about half a mile up the road ? ''
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