"That is the duty given us by God, to marry the one we love." Keziah's agitation, which had grown as she told her story, suddenly flashed into flame.
"Is that as fur as you can see ?" she asked fiercely.

"It's an easy duty, then--or looks easy now.

I've got a harder one; it's to stand by the promise I gave and the man I married." He looked at her as if he thought she had lost her wits.
"The man you married ?" he replied.

"Why, the man you married is dead." "No, he ain't.

You remember the letter you saw me readin' that night when you come back from Come-Outers' meetin'?
Well, that letter was from him.