Looey, he always said never to trust a woman! "Martha," I says, "you ain't acted right with me." "Oh, Danny, Danny," she says, "I know it! I know it!" "Some fellers in my place," I says, "would raise a dickens of a row." "I DID love you once," she says, looking at me from between her fingers.
"Yes," says I, acting real melancholy, "you did.

And now you've quit it, they don't seem to me to be nothing left to live fur." Martha, she was an awful romanceful girl.

I got the notion that mebby she was enjoying her own remorsefulness a little bit.

I fetched a deep sigh and I says: "Some fellers would kill theirselves on the spot!" "Oh!--Oh!--Oh!--" says Martha.
"But, Martha," says I, "I ain't that mean.

I ain't going to do that." That dern girl ackshellay give me a disappointed look! If anything, she was jest a bit TOO romanceful, Martha was.
"No," says I, cheering up a little, "I am going to do something they ain't many fellers would do, Martha.