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Bates closed his book, leaving his forefinger in it for a book-mark; he removed his foot from the side of the chimney and cleared his throat. "Miss Harriet asked me to fetch her home early; dang it! I believe she would a-stayed longer, but she was sorry for me." "Sorry for you why?" "Because she couldn't see it my way, I reckon." "Did she refuse you?" Bates threw his book on a table.
Said one: "Well I drove in to town this morning so's not to have words with Rose and just to escape the whole dumbed subject but if I'd known that everybody I met and talked to and set down with was a-going to talk about the same dumbed thing I'd a-stayed to home." "The whole trouble," argued another, "is just women's imagination, that's all.
"Liar yourself, Cris," said Lew. slipping an arm round her. "I'm goin' When the Reg'ment marches out you'll see me with 'em, all galliant and gay. Give us another kiss, Cris, on the strength of it." "If you'd on'y a-stayed at the Depot where you ought to ha' bin you could get as many of 'em as as you dam please," whimpered Cris, putting up her mouth. "It's 'ard, Cris. I grant you it's 'ard.
"Liar yourself, Cris," said Lew, slipping an arm round her. "I'm goin'. When the Reg'ment marches out you'll see me with 'em, all galliant and gay. Give us another kiss, Cris, on the strength of it." "If you'd on'y a-stayed at the Depot where you ought to ha' bin you could get as many of 'em as as you dam please," whimpered Cris, putting up her mouth. "It's 'ard, Cris.
Jim Hart undoubled himself, cracked his joints, and said deliberately: "Ef I wuz ez lazy ez Shif'less Sol Hyde, I'd a-stayed back thar in the East, whar a feller might jest sleep hisself to death, an' no Injuns to torment him." "Ef I wuz es mean an' onchristian ez Jim Hart, I'd go an' join Braxton Wyatt an' become a renegade myself," rejoined Shif'less Sol. Paul smiled.
But what's a man to do? If I'd a-stayed at the Depot, you wouldn't think anything of me," "Like as not, but I'd 'ave you with me, Piggy, An' all the thinkin' in the world isn't like kissin'." "An' all the kissin' in the world isn't like 'avin' a medal to wear on the front o' your coat." "You won't get no medal." "Oh, yus, I shall though.
I grant you it's 'ard, But what's a man to do? If I'd a-stayed at the Depot, you wouldn't think anything of me." "Like as not, but I'd 'ave you with me, Piggy. An' all the thinkin' in the world isn't like kissin'." "An' all the kissin' in the world isn't like 'avin' a medal to wear on the front o' your coat." "You won't get no medal." "Oh, yus, I shall though.
If things hadn't run in oil, I'd a-stayed right along, I reckon; but it got so 'at the' wasn't a hitch from week to week, an' I couldn't stand it. I never had a better friend in the world'n that cook was after he'd saved my life. Jim had a kid sort o' chorin' around the place an' keepin' us from gettin' old an' stupid.
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