I can never go to meetin' again." "Don't you feel so about it, Miss Crane," Barney pleaded, his own voice uncertain and embarrassed.

"The room ain't very light, and it's dark outside; maybe I do look like him a little.

It ain't any wonder you made the mistake." "It wa'n't that," returned Sylvia.

"I dunno what the reason was; it don't make any difference.

I can't never go to meetin' again." "I sha'n't tell anybody," said Barney; "I sha'n't ever speak of it to any human being." Sylvia turned on him with sudden fierceness.