"Why, yes, then; I did come to find out if you hadn't got cold, or somethin'.

You're such a child and I'm such a soft-headed fool I couldn't help it, I cal'late ?" "Emeline, s'pose I had got cold.

S'pose you found I was sick--what then ?" "Why--why, then I guess likely I'd have seen the doctor on my way through Eastboro.

I shall be goin' that way to-morrer when I leave here." "When you leave here?
What do you mean by that ?" "Just what I say.

Miss Graham's goin' to Boston to-morrer, and I'm goin' with her--as far as the city." "But--but you're comin' back!" "What should I come back here for?
My summer job's over.