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I want to get a little comfort out of the taste of my victuals , and my digestion is as good as hers , in spite of all her fussing . For my part , '' continued Grandma Cobb , who had at times an almost coarsely humorous method of expressing herself , `` I believe in not having your mind on your inwards any more than you can possibly help . I believe the best way to get along with them is to act as if they were n't there . '' After Grandma Cobb went home , as late as nine o'clock , I saw a clinging , shadowy couple stroll past our house , and knew it was Harriet Jameson and Harry , as did Louisa , and our consciences began to trouble us again . `` I feel like a traitor to Caroline and to Mrs. Jameson sometimes , '' said I. `` Well , maybe that is better than to be traitor to true love , '' said Louisa , which did sound rather sentimental . The next morning about eleven o'clock Mrs. Jameson came in , and we knew at once that she was , so to speak , fairly rampant in the field of improvement for our good , or rather the good of the village , for , as I said before , she was now resolved upon the welfare of the village at large , and not that of individuals or even societies . `` I consider that my own sphere has been widened this winter , '' said Mrs. Jameson , and Louisa and I regarded her with something like terror .