"I--I--" he stammered.
"Where did it come from?
Answer me." "Well--well, Dorindy, you see--when you sent me up to the store t'other day after the brown sugar and--and number 50 spool cotton you give me seventy-five cents.

You remember you did, yourself." "Yes, and I remember you said there was a hole in your pocket and you lost the change.

I ain't likely to forget it, and I shouldn't think you'd be." "I didn't forget.

By time! my ears ain't done singin' yet.

But that shows how reckless you talk to me.