That sort ain't proud," said Dan Anderson.
"Now, I can just see her a-settin' there," went on the freighter.

"It sounded like there was fiddles, and horns, and piannys all around." "She was maybe standin' up." "She was a-settin' there," said Tom Osby, frowning; "right there at the pianny herself.

Can't you see her?
Don't you ever sort of imagine things yourself, man ?" "God forbid!" said Dan Anderson.

"No, I can't imagine things.

That's fatal--I try to forget things." "Well," said Tom Osby, "I reckon I've been imaginin' things.