Then he began: "I don' know what to say--I--I--I ain't never made a speech before; I--I ain't never made a speech before.

But I'm glad Trina's won the prize--" "Yes, I'll bet you are," muttered Marcus.
"I--I--I'm glad Trina's won, and I--I want to--I want to--I want to--want to say that--you're--all--welcome, an' drink hearty, an' I'm much obliged to the agent.

Trina and I are goin' to be married, an' I'm glad everybody's here to-night, an' you're--all--welcome, an' drink hearty, an' I hope you'll come again, an' you're always welcome--an'-- I--an'-- an'-- That's--about--all--I--gotta say." He sat down, wiping his forehead, amidst tremendous applause.
Soon after that the company pushed back from the table and relaxed into couples and groups.

The men, with the exception of Old Grannis, began to smoke, the smell of their tobacco mingling with the odors of ether, creosote, and stale bedding, which pervaded the "Parlors." Soon the windows had to be lowered from the top.

Mrs.Sieppe and old Miss Baker sat together in the bay window exchanging confidences.