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And s'pose you'd happen to hev bin a di-vorced man and hadn't told her, eh? Well," he continued, sinking back resignedly against the tree, "I ain't sayin' anythin' but she'd hev got another di-vorce, and FROM you on the spot you bet!" "Well! all I kin say is," said Mr.
Ye see I've got to tell the gal, naterally, that I'm di-vorced. And as that isn't known hereabouts, I don't keer to do so till I'm pretty certain. And then, in course, I've got to." "Why hev ye 'got to'?" asked Byers abruptly. "Because it wouldn't be on the square with the girl," said Abner. "How would you like it if Mrs. Byers had never told you she'd been married to me?
After a moment's hesitation he went on: "Now you speak of it, it seems to me I've heard that my niece was di-vorced. But," he added, brightening up, "I've heard that she was popular." Mrs. Price gave a short laugh, and was silent for a few minutes. Then this sublime little woman looked up at him. What he might have seen in her eyes was more than he expected, or, I fear, deserved. "Cheer up, Mr.
But 'incompatibility o' temper' with you! Oh, go away it makes me sick!" How far Abner was impressed with the truth of this, how far it prompted his next question, nobody but Abner knew. For he said deliberately, "I was only goin' to ask ye, if, knowin' I was a di-vorced man, ye would mind marryin' me!" Mary Ellen's face changed; the evasive instincts of her sex rose up.
"'We, that's the OFFICE, you know," continued Uncle Ben with a heavy assumption of business formality, "wot we've received per several hands and consignee we that's YOU and ME, Roop we goes down to Sacramento to inquire into the standin' of a certing party, as per invoice, and ter see ter see ter negotiate you know, ter find out if she's married or di-vorced," he concluded quickly, as if abandoning for the moment his business manner in consideration of Rupert's inexperience.
I was only allowin' to say that I was a di-vorced man." As a sudden flush came over Mary Ellen's brownish-white face while she stared at him, Abner hastened to delicately explain. "It wasn't no onfaithfulness, Miss Budd no philanderin' o' mine, but only 'incompatibility o' temper." "Temper your temper!" gasped Mary Ellen. "Yes," said Abner.
Look yer!" he quickly opened his collar, where his neck and cheek were striped and crossed with adhesive plaster "that's all that was left o' a glass jar o' preserves the preserves got away, but some of the glass got stuck! That's when she heard I was a di-vorced man and hadn't told her." "Were you a di-vorced man?" gasped Abner.
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