But there ain't any sense in heavin' money away on a parson more'n on anybody else." "Caleb Hammond, how much do you intend givin' that minister ?" Mr.Hammond stirred uneasily on the seat of the carryall.
"Oh, I don't know," he answered evasively.
"Yes, you do know, too.

How much ?" "I don't know.

Two or three dollars, maybe." "TWO or three dollars! My soul and body! Is two dollars all you're willin' to give up to get MARRIED?
Is THAT all the ceremony's worth to you?
Two dollars! My soul!" "Oh, let up! I don't care.

I'll--I'll--" after a desperate wrestle with his sense of economy.

"I'll give him whatever you say--in reason.