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I am at the Lady Louise. You may call for me there about eight. Good-by. Don't be late, Gentlemen." And with that she does the abrupt flit, leavin' us gawpin' at each other stupid. "Much obliged, Steele," says I, "for ringin' me in on this nutty reunion of yours. Say, J. B., you got a head like a tack, you have! Have a heart, can't you?"
And sure enough, by rubberin' in through the door, I can see a clerk haulin' out a tray of rings. Think of that! Vincent. He must have been in there before and looked over the stock, for inside of ten minutes out he comes again. And by makin' a quick maneuver I manages to bump into him as he's leavin' the front door with the little white box in his fist.
Apparently he had prepared the speech carefully, and now he went on with more ease: "I'm leavin' these here parts for some place unknown. Before I go I jest want to say I know I was wrong from the beginnin'. All I want to say is that I was jest all sort of tied up in a knot inside and when I seen you with him " He stopped. "I hope you marry some gent that's worth you, only they ain't any such.
She's up there now a sittin' on the porch and a livin' it all over again, like she does when there ain't no one around, with her face turned toward them pines west of the house. It's mighty nigh a breakin' her heart just to think of leavin', but she'll hide it all from me when I go up there, thinkin' not to worry me as if I didn't know. An' it's goin to be mighty hard to part with you, too, Mr.
Her father had followed her in from the porch and now came up to her as she stood in the middle of the kitchen. The children scattered at his approach. "You go up-stairs and take them clo'es off!" he commanded. "I ain't leavin' you wear 'em one hour in this house!"
"I be wivvery an' wisht along o' leavin' en," she said; "oh! kind, good God A'mighty, as hears all, send en back to me, send en back to me very soon, for I caan't live wi'out en no more." As for the man, he sighed when Joan disappeared; and the expiration of breath was short and sharp as the sound of a key in a lock.
Goodness gracious!" she added, laughing, "that's a dreadful choice I'm leavin' you lonesomeness or Primmie. Well, I won't leave you to either long." During the meal he had told them of his chance discovery of the old church and graveyard and of the loss of the brown derby. Primmie plainly regarded the catastrophe to the hat as a serious matter. "Well, now, if that ain't too bad!" she exclaimed.
How could they drive you if you didn't want to go?" queried the cross-examiner. "That's on me: it was a job I pulled off two years ago in another place up north of this and the night-watchman got in the way when I was leavin'. They jerked that on me and showed me th' rope. They had me by th' neck, with th' word passed to Chief Robertson.
Now, my mind is sayin' enough, so I think, Henry, we might git through this swamp, leavin' no trail, o' course, an' rest on some good solid little bit o' land surrounded by a sea o' mud." "That's right, Sol. It's what we must do, but we must cross to the other side of the creek before we find our oasis." "Oasis! What's an oasis?" "It's something, surrounded by something else," Henry explained.
I didn't say nothin'. I just looked at 'm like I didn't see 'm, an' turned away casual-like after a moment, leavin' him as embarrassed as hell."
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