She favors her mother in looks, an' she has her mother's sensitiveness, her fire an' pride, an' she even has her voice.

It's low an' sweet--alto, they used to call it....

But I'd recognized Collie as my own if I'd been blind an' deaf....

It's over eighteen years ago that we had the trouble.
I was no boy, but I was terribly in love with Lucy.

An' she loved me with a passion I never learned till too late.