Her skin was very fair , somewhat freckled , and her mouth was delicious . As for her eyes , they were grey , but beyond that simply defied description . `` Will you have some more ? '' she asked in a soft , drawling voice . `` No , thank you . That was delicious . Is Mrs. Pennington home ? '' `` No . She has gone away for the day . '' `` Well , I suppose I can sit down here and rest a while . You 've no serious objections , have you ? '' `` Oh , no . '' She carried her pail into the kitchen and came out again presently with a knife and a pan of apples . Sitting down on a bench under the poplars she proceeded to peel them with a disregard of his presence that piqued Winslow , who was not used to being ignored in this fashion . Besides , as a general rule , he had been quite good friends with Mrs. Pennington 's hired girls . She had had three strapping damsels during his sojourn in Riverside , and he used to sit on this very doorstep and chaff them . They had all been saucy and talkative . This girl was evidently a new species . `` Do you think you 'll get along with Mrs. Pennington ? '' he asked finally .
`` As a rule she fights XXXXX her help , although she is a most estimable woman . ''
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