Nell glanced furtively at her and thought she detected the shadow of a smile in the gray eyes.
"I saw you and your sweetheart makin' love behind the willow," Mrs.
Wentz said in a matter-of-fact voice.

"I don't see why you need hide to do it.

We folks out here like to see the young people sparkin'.
Your young man is a fine-appearin' chap.

I felt certain you was sweethearts, for all you allowed you'd known him only a few days.
Lize Davis said she saw he was sweet on you.

I like his face.