He don't come into town to see me, and I's too busy to go way out thar.

I does the minister's wash now, besides boardin' him an' keepin' his clothes mended.

An' then it's four or five miles out to that farm.

I can't 'ford to hire no carriage, an' Mike ain't no right to expect me to walk that fur." "Phoebe," said Miss Panney, "you are a lazy woman and an undutiful wife.
It is not four miles to Cobhurst, and you walk two or three times that distance every day, gadding about town.

You ought to go out there and attend to Mike's clothes, and see that he is comfortable, instead of giving up the little time you do work to that minister, and everybody knows that the reason you have taken him to board is that you want to set yourself up above the rest of the congregation." "Good laws, Miss Panney!" exclaimed Phoebe, "I don't see as how anybody can think that!" "Well, I do," replied the old lady, "and plenty of other people besides.
But as you won't go out to Cobhurst to attend to your own duty, I want you to go there to attend to something for me.