He colored a little under his black, bristling cheeks as he spoke.
"I thought you left," said Henry.
"So I did.

I went to board at the Joneses', but--I can't stand a girl right in my face and eyes all the time.

When I want to get married, and see the right one, then I want to do the courting; but hang it if I can stand being courted, and that's what I've been up against ever since I left the hotel, and that's a fact.

Susy Jones was enough, but when it came to Fanny Elliot getting thick with her, and both of them on hand, it was too much.

But I stuck it out till Susy began to do the cooking and her mother made me eat it." "I have heard Miss Hart wasn't a very good cook," said Henry.
"Well, she ain't anything to brag of; but say, a man can stand regulation cooking done bad, but when it comes to new-fangled messes done bad, so a man don't know what he's eating, whether it's cats or poisonous mushrooms, I draw the line.