For he is good, you see, Old Billy, and we make comrades togezzer always." "Dear me!" said Abby, doubtfully.

"It don't seem as if you ought to be going with--with that kind of person, Maree.

We don't associate with drinking men, here in these parts.

I don't know how it is where you come from." Oh, there, Marie said, it was different.

There the drink did not make men crazy.