But he's larnt our ways now, an' he's jest as civilized as the rest of us.
You would-n know he'd ever been a Yankee.

He didn't stay poar long.

Not he.

He jest married a right rich girl! He! he!" And the old woman grinned at Ralph, and then at Mirandy, and then at the rest, until Ralph shuddered.

Nothing was so frightful to him as to be fawned on by this grinning ogre, whose few lonesome, blackish teeth seemed ready to devour him.