"Wall, Bachelder," said the captain, who always took the initiative with
extreme recklessness; "if it was a goin' to take ten to clear Sodom and
Germorrer, how many righteous men do you calkalate it 'ud take ter lift
the mortgage off'n this ere peninsheler, eh?"
Bachelor Lot was unusually thoughtful.
"Heh!" said he, in his thin drawl. "The Lord knew he was seafe
enough--knew he'd a been seafe enough if he'd a said tew; knew he'd a
been seafe enough if he'd a said eone, for there's his own statement to
the effect--heh!--that there wasn't a righteous man eanywhere, no, not
eone."
"Not much leeway, that's a fact, Bachelder," said Captain Sartell, who
had an embarrassed way, particularly when discussing subjects of a
religious nature, of twisting his powerful blonde head about, and
swallowing very hard. "D----d little leeway, I must confess,--wall--all
the same for you and me, Bachelder."
Bachelor Lot smiled a little.
"Heh! What was it about that couple, Almiry (Grandma Keeler) was tellin'
about--Antynias and Sapfiry--heh, Captain? What streuck 'em eany way? It
wasn't because they went out o' meetin', was it? I think it would be a
satisfaction to the company, Captain, if you would relate the
circumstance.
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