"I'm tellin' you now so's you can save your breath and mine.

I've got all I want." Thankful looked at him and his surroundings.

This ungracious and unlooked for reception began to have its effect upon her temper; as she wrote Emily in the letter, her "back fin began to rise." It was on the tip of her tongue to say that, judging by appearances, he should want a good many things, politeness among others.

But she did not say it.
"I ain't a peddler or a book agent," she declared, crisply.

"When I ask you to buy, seems to me 'twould be time enough to say no.