There 's the Presbyterian manse in the hollow . Mr. Bentwell 's our minister . He 's a good man and he 'd be a rather nice one if he did n't think it was his duty to be a little miserable all the time . He wo n't let his wife wear a fashionable hat , and his daughter ca n't fix her hair the way she wants to . Even being a minister ca n't prevent a man from being a crank . Here 's Ebenezer Milgrave coming . You take a good look at him . He used to be insane for years . He believed he was dead and used to rage at his wife because she would n't bury him . I 'd a-done it . '' Aunt Philippa looked so determinedly grim that I could almost see her with a spade in her hand . I laughed aloud at the picture summoned up . `` Yes , it 's funny , but I guess his poor wife did n't find it very humorsome . He 's been pretty sane for some years now , but you never can tell when he 'll break out again . He 's got a brother , Albert Milgrave , who 's been married twice . They say he was courting his second wife while his first was dying . Let that be as it may , he used his first wife 's wedding ring to marry the second . That 's the men for you . '' `` Do n't you know any good husbands , Aunt Philippa ? '' I asked desperately .
`` Oh , yes , lots of 'em -- over there , '' said Aunt Philippa sardonically , waving her whip XXXXX the direction of a little country graveyard on a distant hill .
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