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Well, well; I've had er heap ter be thankful fer; th' Lord has been good ter me; fer no mother ever had er better son than ye've allers ben, Jeems Henry; 'n' of Malviny had er ben my own darter, she couldn't er ben more like one; I've alleys ben tuck keer on, 'n' waited on, 'n' 'ain't never ben sat erside fer no one. Ya'as, th' Lord's ben good ter me." She began to fumble for her handkerchief.
"Twelve hundred dollars looks to be a good figger for a dress, ain't it? But Malviny knows, I reckon, what ought to be worn at the Tooilleries, and she don't want our Mamie to take a back seat before them furrin' princesses and gran' dukes. It's a slap-up affair, I kalkilate. Let's see. I disremember whether it's an emperor or a king that's rulin' over thar now.
"A few drinks ahead," he said to himself, with a sneer, "an' he won't remember who Malviny Hixon was, ef thar is ennything in the old tale which it's more'n apt thar ain't." He began, after the fashion of successful people, to cavil because his success was not more complete. How the time was wasting here in this uncomfortable interlude!
I thought of the rich man and Lazarus, only kinder turned round and freezin' instead of burnin'. I felt bad and queer. But anon he drew nigh the porch I wuz settin' on and looked up into my face with the same harrowin' statement, "Malviny is a-goin' to freeze to-night!" And I said, with goose pimples runnin' down my back most as bad as I mistrusted as Malviny had, "Who is Malviny?"
"Look yer, Malviny; ain't ye rather puttin' on airs with the boys that want to be civil to Mamie? Like as not one of 'em may be makin' up to her already." "You don't mean to say, Alvin Mulrady," responded Mrs. Mulrady, with sudden severity, "that you ever thought of givin' your daughter to a common miner, or that I'm goin' to allow her to marry out of our own set?"
"Ye haven't told any one yet?" she asked. "No. I was alone, down in the shaft. Ye see, Malviny, I wasn't expectin' of anything." He began, with an attempt at fresh enjoyment, "I was just clearin' out, and hadn't reckoned on anythin'." "You see, I was right when I advised you taking the land," she said, without heeding him. Mulrady's face fell.
"This hyar Malviny Hixon ez lived down in Tanglefoot Cove then her an' Hil'ry war promised ter marry, but the revenuers captured him he war a-runnin' a still in Tanglefoot then an' they kep' him in jail somewhar in the North fur five year.
It must be suthin' first class and A1, for Malviny ain't the woman to throw away twelve hundred dollars on any of them small-potato despots! She says Mamie speaks French already like them French Petes. I don't quite make out what she means here. She met Don Caesar in Paris, and she says, 'I think Mamie is nearly off with Don Caesar, who has followed her here.
Besides, you never had any idea of this!" she stopped, and looked him suddenly in the face "had you?" Mulrady opened his honest, pale-gray eyes widely. "Why, Malviny! You know I hadn't. I could swear!" "Don't swear, and don't let on to anybody but what you DID know it was there. Now, Alvin Mulrady, listen to me." Her voice here took the strident form of action.
"Good-evenin", Mr. Tyler. Is Zachariah ter home?" "I dun'no'. Malviny, is Zachariah erroun' anywher's 'at ye know of?" "I dun'no'; I hain't seed 'im sence supper." "I know," piped up "Little Jim." "He said es he was er-goin' ter Bill Jackson's. But, Zeke," he added, in a hurried aside, catching hold of the visitor's coat in his eagerness, "Mandy Calline's ter home, 'n' she's fixed up ter kill!"
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