Matters 'd go along putty well fer a while, an' then, all of a sudden, an' fer nothin' 't I could see, the' 'd come on a thunder shower 'fore you c'd git in out o' the wet." "Singular," said John thoughtfully.
"Yes, sir," said David.

"Wa'al, it come along to the second spring, 'bout the first of May.

She'd ben more like folks fer about a week mebbe 'n she had fer a long spell, an' I begun to chirk up some.

I don't remember jest how I got the idee, but f'm somethin' she let drop I gathered that she was thinkin' of havin' a new bunnit.

I will say this for her," remarked David, "that she was an economical woman, an' never spent no money jest fer the sake o' spendin' it.