He's worked in this place as long as he's goin' to, Miss Inmate.
I'll take him out of YOUR clutches." "Oh no, you won't! Him and me are goin' to the Fair tomorrow and on Monday he's comin' back to work here same as ever.

You are, ain't you, Kenelm ?" Kenelm gulped and fidgeted.

"I--I--I--" he stuttered.
"You see, Hannah," continued Imogene--"I suppose I might as well begin to call you 'Hannah,' seein' as we're goin' to be relations pretty soon--you see, he's engaged to me now and he'll do what I ask him to, of course." "Engaged! He ain't engaged! I'll fix the 'engagement.' That'll be broke off this very minute." And now Imogene played her best trump.

She took from her waist a slip of paper and handed it to Captain Obed.
"Just read that out loud, won't you, please, Cap'n Bangs ?" she asked.
The captain stared at the slip of paper.

Then, in a choked voice, he read aloud the following: I, Kenelm Issachar Parker, being in sound mind and knowing what I am doing, ask Imogene to be my wife and I agree to marry her any time she wants me to.
(Signed) KENELM ISSACHAR PARKER.
"There!" exclaimed Imogene.