This August Wehle married Julia Anderson when they thought the world might be near its end, and believing that, at any rate, she would not have a penny in the world.

I have deeded the river farm to August Wehle and his wife." "Married, eh?
Come and ask my consent afterwards?
That's a fine way!" And Abigail grew white and grew silent with passion.
"Come, August, I want to show you and Julia something," said Andrew.

He really wanted to give Abigail time to look the matter in the face quietly before she committed herself too far.

But he told the two young people that they might make their home with him while their house was in building.

He had already had part of the material drawn, and from the brow of the hill they looked down upon the site he had chosen near the old tumble-down tenant's house.