"You don't mean it." "Of course I do.

Isn't it the funniest thing you ever heard of ?" "Oh, tell me all about it," said Trina, leaning eagerly from the window.
Miss Baker crossed the street and stood just beneath her.
"Well, Maria came to me last night and wanted me to make her a new gown, said she wanted something gay, like what the girls at the candy store wear when they go out with their young men.

I couldn't tell what had got into the girl, until finally she told me she wanted something to get married in, and that Zerkow had asked her to marry him, and that she was going to do it.

Poor Maria! I guess it's the first and only offer she ever received, and it's just turned her head." "But what DO those two see in each other ?" cried Trina.

"Zerkow is a horror, he's an old man, and his hair is red and his voice is gone, and then he's a Jew, isn't he ?" "I know, I know; but it's Maria's only chance for a husband, and she don't mean to let it pass.