"Well, yuh"d ought to think of it. An" if yuh know what"s best for yuh, yuh will think of it--hard. I tell yuh flat, Tom, a single man ain"t no-account. He don"t gather no moss, but he does collect bad habits. Now a wife she stops all this rattlin" round a-diggin" up what St. Peter will ask yuh questions about. Yessir, a good wife keeps yuh up to the bit an" a-headin" the right way."
Nervously Loudon began to roll another cigarette. He hoped that Mrs.
Burr had finished. His hope was vain.
"Well, now, Tom, ain"t I right?" she demanded.
"Sh.o.r.e, ma"am, sh.o.r.e, plumb right," Loudon hastened to a.s.sure her.
""Course I am. I knowed yuh"d see it that way. Why don"t yuh do it?"
"Do it?"
"Yuh know perfectly well what I mean. Ask a girl to marry yuh."
"Any girl?"
"Not just any girl. If yuh was to ask me I could tell yuh who right quick. But I suppose that wouldn"t do."
Loudon was devoutly thankful that the lady possessed some sense of propriety.
"We-e-ell, ma"am," he said, slowly, "no girl would have me."
"Did yuh ever ask one?" This with a shrewd c.o.c.k of the eyebrow.
"I did once."
"An" she give yuh the mitten, huh? More fool she. Listen to me: when a hoss bucks yuh off, what do yuh do? Give up, or climb aboard again?"
"That"s different."
""Tain"t a bit different. Girl or hoss, a man shouldn"t ever give up.
Y"asked a girl once, didn"t yuh? Yuh said yuh did. Well, ask her again. Land sakes alive, give her a chance to change her mind!"
Good heavens! Did Mrs. Burr mean Kate Saltoun? Impossible. But was it impossible? Of late, the seemingly impossible had had an uncanny habit of coming to pa.s.s. Loudon shivered. He was quite positive that he did not love Kate. The longer he considered the matter the more fully convinced he became that he did not wish to marry any one. Which was natural. Bid a man fall in love with a girl and he will at once begin to find fault with her.
"She--she wouldn"t have me," dissembled Loudon. "It"s no use talkin", ma"am, I"m what the fellah in the book calls a sh.o.r.e-enough blighted being. It makes me feel terrible, ma"am, but yuh can"t do nothin".
n.o.body can. I just got to bear it, I guess."
He sighed enormously, but there was a twinkle in the gray eyes.
"Yo"re laughin"!" exclaimed Mrs. Burr, severely. "I"d like to shake yuh, I would. It ain"t for nothin" that man an" mule begin with the same letter. Stubborn! My land o" livin", a girl"s feelin"s ain"t nothin" to yuh! What do you care, yuh great big good-for-nothin"
lummox!"
"Now, ma"am," chided Loudon, grinning, "yo"re gettin" real excited."
"Who wouldn"t? Here I am----"
"Say," interrupted Loudon, "when it comes to that, here I am gettin"
fifty-five dollars a month. However can I get married, even if anybody"d have me, with silk dresses at five dollars a yard?"
"Silk dresses! What d"yuh mean by that?"
"Why, ma"am, I wouldn"t let my wife wear nothin" but silk dresses mornin", noon, an" night. Nothin" would be too good for my wife. So yuh see how it is. I da.s.sent think o" marriage."
Words failed Mrs. Burr. It was probably the first time that they had failed her. She gasped, gasped again, then stamped to the stove and furiously rattled the frying-pan.
"Well," she suddenly remarked, "wherever can that girl o" mine be?
Gallivantin" "round with that O"Leary feller just when I want her to go to the store. Now look here, Tom, you set right still till I come back, do yuh hear? No projeckin" "round on that ankle. I"ll get Ben to put yuh to bed after supper."
"He needn"t bother," said Loudon, hastily. "I can get into bed my own self. I ain"t a invalid."
"Yo"re just what I say yuh are. If yuh make any fuss I"ll put yuh to bed myself. So you watch out."
The masterful lady departed. Loudon, undisturbed by her threat, gazed after her with admiration.
"She"s a whizzer," he said under his breath. "Got a heart like all outdoors. But that ankle ain"t as bad as she makes out. Bet I can hop to the door an" back just as easy."
So, because he had been forbidden to budge, Loudon hoisted himself out of the chair, balanced on one leg, and hopped across the room. Holding himself upright by the door-jambs he peered out cautiously. He wished to a.s.sure himself that Mrs. Burr was well on her way to the store before proceeding farther on his travels around the kitchen.
Mrs. Burr was not in sight. Surely she could not have reached the corner so soon. Vaguely disturbed, Loudon kept one eye c.o.c.ked down the street. His vigilance was rewarded by the emergence from the Mace doorway of both Mrs. Burr and Kate Saltoun. Mrs. Burr went on toward Main Street. Kate turned in his direction.
"Good Lord!" gurgled Loudon, despairingly. "She"s a-comin" here!"
In a panic he turned, slipped, overbalanced, and his whole weight ground down hard on his sprained ankle. The most excruciating pain shot through his whole being. Then he toppled down in a dead faint.
When he recovered consciousness Kate"s arm was around his shoulders, and Kate"s voice was saying, "Drink this." Through a mist he saw Kate"s face and her dark eyes with a pucker of worry between them.
"Drink this," repeated Kate, and Loudon drank from the gla.s.s she held to his lips.
The whisky cleared away the mist and injected new life into his veins.
Ashamed of his weakness, he muttered hasty thanks, and essayed to rise.
"Don"t move!" Kate commanded, sharply. "Hold still till I pull that chair over here."
"I can get up all right, Kate. I ain"t hurt."
"No, of course not. You"ve just shown how much you aren"t hurt. Do as I say."
Kate pulled the chair toward her and was helping Loudon into it when Mrs. Burr entered. That she had gone to the store was doubtful. At least, she was empty-handed.
"My land!" exclaimed Mrs. Burr, running to Kate"s a.s.sistance. "What"s the matter? Tom, did yuh get up after I told yuh not to?"
Loudon mumbled unintelligibly.
"I found him in a dead faint on the floor," was the illumining remark of Kate.
"Oh, yuh did, did yuh? I might "a" knowed it! Can"t do nothin" yo"re told, can yuh, Tom? I"ll bet yuh twisted that ankle again! My fathers, yuh make me tired! Bet yuh it"s all swelled up now worse"n ever. Lemme look."