It was only night before last he was talkin' to me, and I didn't know what he meant then, but I know now.

I thought then he meant something else, but now I know what he meant.

He sat a long time leanin' his head on his hands, whilst I was sewin' on wrappers, after Amabel had gone to bed, and finally he looks up and says, 'Eva, you was right and I was wrong.' "'What do you mean, Jim ?' says I.
"'I mean you was right when you thought we'd better not get married, and I was wrong,' says he; and he spoke terrible bitter and sad.

I never heard him speak like it.

He sounded like another man.