I've watched you pretty closely with your grandfather." "Yes, I believe I am--with grandfather." "'Twill be the same way when you marry, I was sayin' as much to ma only yesterday.

'She'd be jest as savin' an' thrifty as you,'-- I mean, of course, if the right man got you to marry him,--but 'tis all the same in the end." Again he paused, cleared his throat, and swallowed convulsively, "I've sometimes felt that I might be the right man, Miss Molly," he said.
"O Mr.Halloween!" "Why, I thought you knew I felt so from the way you looked at me." "But I can't help the way I look, can I ?" "Well, I've told you now, so it ain't a secret.

I've thought about askin' you for more than a year--ever since you smiled at me one Sunday in church while Mr.Mullen was preachin'." "Did I?
I've quite forgotten it!" "I suppose you have, seein' you smile so frequent.

But that put the idea in my head anyway an' I've cared a terrible lot about marryin' you ever since." "But I'm not the kind of person, at all.

I'm not saving, I'm not thrifty." "I hope you're wrong--but even if you're not, well, I want you terrible hard just the same.