But on her father's remarking, with a shuffle, frightened by her countenance, "Don't listen to what I said, Netty.

I won't paint him blacker than he is"-- then Annette was sure she had been proposed for by Mr.Tinman, and she fancied her father might have revolved it in his mind that there was this means of keeping Tinman silent, silent for ever, in his own interests.
"It was not true, when you told Mr.Tinman I was engaged, papa," she said.
"No, I know that.

Mart Tinman only half-kind of hinted.

Come, I say! Where's the unmarried man wouldn't like to have a girl like you, Netty! They say he's been rejected all round a circuit of fifteen miles; and he's not bad-looking, neither--he looks fresh and fair.

But I thought it as well to let him know he might get me at a disadvantage, but he couldn't you.