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She hain't no kin to me, but I'll tell you one thing right now, Westerfelt, she's a good girl, an' if you trifle with her feelings you'll have me to whip ur get a licking yorese'f. I'm talking straight now, man to man." Westerfelt rose, and the two men stood side by side, each staring into the other's face.
He dipped a paddle in it and flourished it before Westerfelt, who was still on his horse. "Say, mister, you don't seem inclined to say anything fer yorese'f; the last man we dressed out fer his weddin' begged like a whipped child, an' made no end o' promises uv good behavior." Westerfelt got down from his horse. "I'm completely in your power," he replied.
He went to the table, poured himself a drink, and gulped it down. His laugh was sinister and mirthless. "Please yorese'f, sweetheart," he jeered. "Only you won't be dead in yore grave. You'll be keepin' house for Dug Doble. I'm not insistin' on weddin' bells none. But women have their fancies an' I aim to be kind. Take 'em or leave 'em." She broke down and wept, her face in her hands.
We may see a lot of excitement if the town-people don't come and freeze 'em out with their finery an' stiff ways." "You ort ter go up yorese'f, Jen," replied Frank; "you need it ef anybody does." "I went up once," she laughed; "but Mary Trumbull pinched me an' tol' me to look at ol' Mis' Warlick's dress, right in front of us. It had split wide open between the shoulders an' all down the back.
"Well, I went to whar she was outside an' tol' 'er Brother Mitchell wanted to see 'er. 'I jest ain't a-goin' a step, sez she, 'so I ain't, an' she looked sorter suspicious. "'Well, I don't railly see how yo're goin' to help yorese'f, Mis' Dawson, sez I. 'Goodness knows yo're showin' mighty little int'rust in the meetin' anyways.
"Be ashamed o' yorese'f, young man," he said; "ef you don't want to be prayed fer you don't have to, but don't cut up any o' yore shines with these Christian women who are tryin' to do good." "You don't know what you are talking about," replied Westerfelt, and he turned away quickly, and went across the cleared space to his horse and buggy.
"Well, take yorese'f out'n my sight then. You've made a' ol' woman perfectly miserable; go on an' marry, an' be happy, ef you kin." "I never expect to be that. I've repented of my conduct a thousand times. I have suffered as much as God ought to make a man suffer for a wrong deed." "Not as much as me, an' I hain't guilty o' no crime nuther." "I've humbly begged your forgiveness. I can do no more."
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