Upon it dropped the mutilated one of Sam.
"Nory," said he, "I'd--I'd work 'em all my life--fer you!" And to Nora, who turned away her head now, not for the purpose of hiding a smile, this seemed always a perfectly fit and proper declaration of this man's regard.
"I know I'm no good," murmured Sam.

"I'm a awful coward.

I-I-I've l-l-loved you ever sence the fust time that I seen you, but I was such a coward, I--I couldn't--couldn't--" "You're not!" cried Nora imperiously.
"Oh, yes, I am," said Sam.
"Look at them," said Nora, almost touching his crippled fingers.
"Don't I know ?" "Oh, that," said Sam, hiding the hand under the droop of the tablecloth.

"Why, that?
I got froze some, a-drivin'." "Yes, and," said Nora accusingly, "how did you get froze?
A-drivin' 'way down there, in the storm, after folks.

No one else'd go." "Why, yes.