I can't show becoming sentiment
on any subject except pones and such coffee as I have not tasted for
a long time."
"Hit Yankee coffee."
"I drink your health in my one contribution," cried Scoville. "Never
mind, aunty, we'll be jolly over it all the same. I agree with you.
It's worth a month's pay to see Miss Baron happy and hungry. I'd
like to know who has a better right. Aunt Jinkey's told me how you
protected her. That was fine. You'd make a soldier."
"Oh, please stop such talk, both of you. I'm ridiculously unlike the
heroines in uncle's library. Lieutenant, please don't say 'Ha! the
hour has come and we must part, perhaps forever.' I won't have any
forever. Uncle Lusthah has insured you gray hairs, and if you don't
come and see us before they're gray, Aun' Jinkey and I will believe
all uncle says about the Yankees."
"And so you ought," said Scoville. "Oh, I'll come back to breakfast
with you again, if I have to come on crutches. Well, I must go.
There is Chunk with the horses. Even now I'm keeping one ear open
for a shot from that hasty cousin of yours.
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