The old man meant it, anyhow." "Well," said 'Lizabeth, setting down her basket, and looking him full in the eyes.
"Well, I reckon we might set matters square, you an' me, 'Lizabeth, by marryin' an' settlin' down comfortable.

I've no children to pester you, an' you're young yet to be givin' up thoughts o' marriage.

What do 'ee say, cousin ?" 'Lizabeth picked a full pod from the bush beside her, and began shelling the peas, one by one, into her hand.

Her face was cool and contemplative.
"'Tis eight years ago, William, since last you asked me.

Ain't that so ?" she asked absently.
"Come, Cousin, let bygones be, and tell me; shall it be, my dear ?" "No, William," she answered; "'tis too late an hour to ask me now.