Besides, I'm up a stump about next year." "Well, what happens then ?" "Derned if I know.

That's what's worryin' me." "I don't see why you--" "Certainly you don't.

You never do.

I've got to do all the thinkin' fer this fambly.

Next year she's twenty-one years old an' her own boss, ain't she?
I ain't her guardeen after that, am I?
What happens then, I'd like to know." "You jest have to settle with the court, pay over to her what belongs to her and keep the thousand every spring jest the same.