He was glad they hadn't wanted the other one.

The other one would want to be something more interesting surely than a small-town bank president.

Have him learn a good loose trade and see the world--get into real life! But they'd had him going for a minute--when the only meaning he could get from Harvey D.'s roundabout talk was that the old girl of yesterday had misunderstood his attentions.

That would have been a nice fix to find himself in! But Merle was off his mind; he would become a real Whipple and some day be the head of the family.

Funny thing for a Cowan to fall into! He turned to his dusty case and set up the next item on his yellow copy paper.
"Rumour hath it that Sandy Seaver's Sunday trips out of town mean business, and that a certain bright resident of Geneseo will shortly become Mrs.Sandy." He paused again.