'That would be a calamity, wouldn't it, Lute ?' That wasn't no answer, of course.

But you can't expect sense of a Democrat.

I left him fumin' and come away.

I've thought of a lot more questions to ask him since and I was hopin' I could get at him this mornin'.

But no! Dorindy's sot on havin' this yard raked, so I s'pose I've got to do it." He had dropped the rake, but now he leaned over, picked it up, and rose from the wash bench.
"I s'pose I've got to do it," he repeated, "unless," hopefully, "you want me to run up to the village and do your errand for you." "No; I hadn't any errand." "Well, then I s'pose I'd better start in.