She's goin' to have him right off, an' he's goin' to buy the house an' fix it up, an' she's goin' to have all his mother's nice things, an' she's comin' home with me now, an' have some nice roast spare-rib an' turnip.

There ain't nothin' to take on about." Hannah fairly pulled Sarah off the stone-wall.

"Sylvy an' me have got to go," said she.

"You come down this afternoon, an' we'll all go over to her house, an' talk it over.

I s'pose Richard will come to-night.