I'll go to Muncie--" "No you won't go cryin' small fer me!" blurted out Joel.
Lucy was surprised to see pride in him.

"Joel, I'll not make it appear--" "You'll not say one word about me to any one," he went on, with the blood beginning to darken his face.

And now he faced her.

How strange the blaze in his differently colored eyes! "Lucy Bostil, there's been thet done an' said to me which I'll never forgive.

I'm no good in Bostil's Ford.