Molly is going to
marry me."
"You mean she's gone an' changed her mind jest as you'd begun to git
along without her. I declar', I don't know what has got into you to show
so little sperit. If you were the man I took you to be, you'd up an' let
her see quick enough that you don't ax twice in the same quarter."
"Oh, all that's over now--she's going to marry me."
"You needn't shout so. I ain't deaf. Samson, sprinkle another spadeful
of manure on that bridal-wreath bush over thar by the porch."
"Won't you say you're pleased?"
"I ain't pleased, Abel, an' I ain't going to lie about it. When I git
down on my knees to-night, I'll pray harder than I ever prayed in my
life that you'll come to yo' senses an' see what a laughing-stock that
gal has made of you."
"Then I wish I hadn't told you."
"Well, I'd have knowed it anyhow--it's burstin' out of you. Where're you
goin' now? The time's gittin' on toward dinner."
"For my axe. I want to cut a little timber."
"What on earth are you goin' to cut timber at this hour for?"
"Oh, I feel like it, that's all. I want to try my strength."
Going into the kitchen, he came out a minute later with his axe on
his shoulder.
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