I've been scared to death for fear you'd tell ever since I found you were coming here to live; and I dasn't tell him--he don't know you know.

And now I almost wish you would tell--put it in Dick McGill's paper.

He wants somebody else already.

A woman that's done as I have--he can throw me away like an old shoe! But I want you to promise me that if he ever shelves me you'll let the world know.

Did you see him hugging them girls?
He's getting ready to shelve me, I tell you!" I sat for some time thinking this matter over.