Laviny, she--" "Oh, Laviny can spare you for a few minutes, I guess; 'specially as she don't know you're out.

Better take your coat off, hadn't you?
Grace, fetch one of those chairs for Ky--for 'Bishy to stand in." Grace obediently brought the chair.

It happened to be the one with a rickety leg, but its owner was helping the reluctant Abishai remove the long-tailed blue coat which had been his wedding garment and had adorned his person on occasions of ceremony ever since.

She did not notice the chair.
"It's real good of you to offer to help," she said.

"Grace and I didn't hardly dast to try it alone.