Captain Boyd, my wife." It was the first time Gilbert had said "my wife" to anybody but Anne, and he narrowly escaped bursting with the pride of it.

The old captain held out a sinewy hand to Anne; they smiled at each other and were friends from that moment.

Kindred spirit flashed recognition to kindred spirit.
"I'm right down pleased to meet you, Mistress Blythe; and I hope you'll be as happy as the first bride was who came here.

I can't wish you no better than THAT.

But your husband doesn't introduce me jest exactly right.