To tell 'ee the slap-bang truth, I don't care if I see no trace of 'ee till the dancin' begins to commence to-night." "Then good-day t' ye, friends," answered Young Zeb, and turned the mare.
"Cl'k, Jessamy!" He rattled away down the lane.
"What an admirable youth!" murmured the stranger, falling back a pace and gazing after the back of Zeb's head as it passed down the line of the hedge.

"What a messenger! He seems eaten up with desire to get you a chest of drawers that shall be wholly satisfying.

But why do you allow him to call you 'my dear' ?" "Because, I suppose, that's what I am," answered Ruby; "because I'm goin' to marry him within the month." "_Wh-e-e-w!_" But, as a matter of fact, the stranger had known before asking..