She had a vague perception that her companion did not care to discuss the subject . At the end of a week Mrs. Bentley remarked : `` What in the world can have happened to Young Si ? It 's a whole week since he was here for milk or butter . He ai n't sick , is he ? '' Mr. Bentley chuckled amusedly . `` I ` low I can tell you the reason of that . Si 's getting his stuff at Walden 's now . I saw him going there twice this week . ` Liza Walden 's got ahead of you at last , Mary . '' `` Well , I never did ! '' said Mrs. Bentley . `` Well , Young Si is the first that ever preferred ` Liza Walden 's butter to mine . Everyone knows what hers is like . She never works her salt half in . Well , Young Si 's welcome to it , I 'm sure ; I wish him joy of his exchange . '' Mrs. Bentley rattled her dishes ominously . It was plain her faith in Young Si had received a severe shock . Upstairs in her room , Ethel Lennox , with a few undried tears glistening on her cheeks , was writing a letter . Her lips were compressed and her hand trembled : `` I have discovered that it is no use to run away from fate , '' she wrote . `` No matter how hard we try to elude it , and how sure we are that we have succeeded , it will rise and meet us where we least expect it .
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