Late travelers passed her , and wondered at her presence and mien . Carl White saw her , and told his wife about her when he got home . `` Striding to and fro over the bridge like mad ! At first I thought it was old , crazy May Blair . What do you suppose she was doing down there at this hour of the night ? '' `` Watching for Ches , no doubt , '' said Cynthia . `` He ai n't home yet . Likely he 's snug at Blairs ' . I do wonder if Thyra suspicions that he goes after Damaris . I 've never dared to hint it to her . She 'd be as liable to fly at me , tooth and claw , as not . '' `` Well , she picks out a precious queer night for moon-gazing , '' said Carl , who was a jolly soul and took life as he found it . `` It 's bitter cold -- there 'll be a hard frost . It 's a pity she ca n't get it grained into her that the boy is grown up and must have his fling like the other lads . She 'll go out of her mind yet , like her old grandmother Lincoln , if she does n't ease up . I 've a notion to go down to the bridge and reason a bit with her . '' `` Indeed , and you 'll do no such thing ! '' cried Cynthia . `` Thyra Carewe is best left alone , if she is in a tantrum . She 's like no other woman in Avonlea -- or out of it .
I 'd XXXXX soon meddle with a tiger as her , if she 's rampaging about Chester .
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