So I let her go to see if separation would teach her anything." "Mercy me! Why you crazy critter! The child did love you! She loved you 'nough an' plenty! She loved you faithful and true! You was jest the light of her eyes.

I don't see how a girl could think more of a man.
What in the name of sense are you expecting months of separation to teach her, but to forget you, and mebby turn her to some one else ?" "I hoped it would teach her what I call love, means," explained the Harvester.
"Why you dratted popinjay! If ever in all my born days I wanted to take a man and jest lit'rally mop up the airth with him, it's right here and now.

'Absence teach her what you call love.' Idiot! That's your job!" "But, Granny, I couldn't!" "Wouldn't, you mean, no doubt! I hain't no manner of a notion in my head but that child, depending on you, and grateful as she was, and tender and loving, and all sech as that I hain't a doubt but she come to you plain and told you she loved you with all her heart.

What more could you ast ?" "That she understand what love means before I can accept what she offers." "You puddin' head! You blunderbuss!" cried Granny.

"Understand what you mean by love.