`` There 's old Stephen Grant coming in , '' exclaimed Peg viciously , shaking her floury fist at him , `` and looking as if butter would n't melt in his mouth . He may be an elder , but he 's a scoundrel just the same . He set fire to his house to get the insurance and then blamed ME for doing it . But I got even with him for it . Oh , yes ! He knows that , and so do I ! He , he ! '' Peg chuckled quite fiendishly and Stephen Grant tried to look as if nothing had been said . `` Oh , will the minister never come ? '' moaned Felicity in my ear . `` Surely she 'll have to stop then . '' But the minister did not come and Peg had no intention of stopping . `` There 's Maria Dean . '' she resumed . `` I have n't seen Maria for years . I never call there for she never seems to have anything to eat in the house . She was a Clayton and the Claytons never could cook . Maria sorter looks as if she 'd shrunk in the wash , now , do n't she ? And there 's Douglas Nicholson . His brother put rat poison in the family pancakes .
Nice little trick XXXXX , was n't it ?
Claytons Dean at for in of that to with years