It was our old boarder!" "It was ?" exclaimed Euphemia.
"Yes it was truly him, an' I didn't want him to see me there in such company, an' he most likely knowin' I was on my bridal-trip, an' so I made a dive at my bonnet to see if I had a vail on; an' findin' one, I hauled it down.
"'Madam,' says the boarder, very respectful, to Mrs.Jackson, 'where do you live?
Can't I take you home ?' 'No, sir,' says she, 'at least not now.

If you have a carriage, you may come for me after a while.

I am waiting for the Bank of the United States to open, an' until which time I must support myself on the light fantastic toe,' an' then she tuk up her skirts, an' begun to dance ag'in.

But she didn't make mor'n two skips before I rushed in, an' takin' her by the arm hauled her out o' the ring.

An' then up comes the big man with his face as red as fire.
'Look' here!' says he to her, as if he was ready to eat her up.