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Didn't go half so hard with her when her other sister married. Yes-sir!" said the old man, by way of sweeping conclusion, as he rose to his feet "Marthy's the on'y one of 'em 'at never married both the others is gone Morris went all through the army and got back safe and sound 's livin' in Idyho, and doin' fust-rate. Sends me a letter ever' now and then.
"Good Lord! can't you cut that school-girl-to-her-dignified-guardian attitude. I'm human. Dammit all, I'm as human as your friend Ned Stillman. I'll bet you don't yes-sir and no-sir him.... You know, that night I saw you at the Palace you quite bowled me over. I'd been thinking of you as a shy, unsophisticated young thing. But you were hitting the high places like a veteran.
"Waiter a-hoy!" shouted Captain Bluenose sternly, on hearing this. "Yes-sir." "Bring me a tumbler o' gin and a pot o' cold water." "Tum'ler o' gin sir an' a por o' col' wa'r, sir? Yes sir." The waiter stopped suddenly and turned back. "Mixed, sir?" "No, not mixed, sir," replied Bluenose, with a look and tone of withering sarcasm; "contrairywise, wery much separated."
"The capt'in ses to me, 'Joe. I ses, 'Yes-sir. 'Joe, says 'e, 'wot's to be done? "'Why, ses I, 'thing is ter git this 'ere snake out ag'in! "'Jistso, says the capt'in; 'but 'oo' ter do it? 'E always left everythink ter me and I ses, 'Why, sir, it's thiswise, if sobe all the others are afeared, I ain't, or my name's Double Dutch.
Didn't go half so hard with her when her other sister married. Yes-sir!" said the old man, by way of sweeping conclusion, as he rose to his feet "Marthy's the on'y one of 'em 'at never married both the others is gone Morris went all through the army and got back safe and sound 's livin' in Idyho, and doin' fust-rate. Sends me a letter ever' now and then.
"Seems to me now," said Pryor, taking off his glasses and wiping them, "seems to me I did hear somebody say one of 'em was going to be married engaged, maybe." "No," said Madison. "Not that I know of." "Well, I suppose you'd be the first to know! Yes-sir." And both men laughed their appreciation of this folly. "They're mighty good-looking girls, that's certain," continued Mr. Pryor.
"Yes-sir," he added, merely as a decoration, and then said briskly: "I see you have a fine family, Mr. Madison; yes-sir, a fine family; I've passed here several times lately and I've noticed 'em: fine family. Let's see, you've got four, haven't you?" "Three," said Madison. "Two girls and a boy." "Well, sir, that's mighty nice," observed Mr. Pryor; "mighty nice!
Isn't one of 'em a mighty pretty girl about twenty-one or two, with a fine head of hair sort of lightish brown, beautiful figure, and carries a white parasol with a green lining sometimes?" "Yes, that's Cora, I guess." "Pretty name, too," said Pryor approvingly. "Yes-sir. I saw her going into a florist's, downtown, the other day, with a fine-looking young fellow I can't think of his name.
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