If Silas and Cephas had ever known what it was, they had dismissed it from their minds, they were interested in not knowing.

Suppose their wives should want to give her a home and support.
The women knew nothing whatever.
When they went home, an hour after tea, Hannah Berry turned to Sylvia in the doorway.

"I suppose you know the weddin' is comin' off pretty soon now," said she.
"Yes, I s'posed 'twas," answered Sylvia, trying to smile.
"Well, I thought I'd jest mention it, so you could get your present ready," said Hannah.

She nudged Rose violently as she spoke.
"I don't care; I meant to give her a hint," she said, chuckling, when they were outside.

"She can give you something jest as well as not; she might give you some silver teaspoons, or a table, or sofa.