I no business to git mad till I knew what I was gittin' mad _at_." They were very tender now.
"I'll--I'll go home with you, if you want me to, 'stead of with Milt," she quavered.
"No, I've got to take S'fye home.

It's the square thing." "All right, Ed, but come an' let me talk it all straight." "It's all straight now; let's let it all go, whaddy y'say ?" "All right, Ed." There was a kiss that the rest pretended not to hear.

And bidding them all good-night, Bettie ran out to the fence, where Milton sat waiting.
The moon was riding high in the clear, cold sky, but falling toward the west, as they swung into the wood-road.

Through the branches of the oaks the stars, set in the deep-blue, fathomless night, peered cold and bright.

There was no wind save the rush of air caused by the motion of the sleigh.