I ain't right.

An' it's Nory." "Why don't you marry her ?" asked Franklin calmly.
Sam gasped.

"I--I--that's it, that's just it! I--can't ast her!" he said, with despair and conviction in his voice.

"I've tried, and I can't say a word to her about it, nothin' more than mebbe to ast her to pass me the butter.

She don't seem to understand." "Well, what do you expect?
Do you think she is going to ask you about it herself ?" "My God, Cap, I don't know! I ever she did, I know mighty well what I'd say.