"You must come out and see me one Saturday afternoon when I am digging the potatoes.

I am a perfect devil when they let me loose in the vegetable garden." "Shall we go on ?" she said.
He could have sworn there were tears in her eyes and manlike he thought she was vexed with him at his fooling.
"I haven't made you cross, have I ?" he asked.
"Oh no," she replied.
"I mean you don't believe all this rot about my being married and that sort of thing ?" "I'm not interested," she said, with a shrug of her shoulders, "not very much.

You've been very kind to me and I should be an awful boor if I wasn't grateful.

Of course, I don't care whether you're married or not, it's nothing to do with me, is it ?" "Naturally it isn't," he replied.

"I suppose you aren't married by any chance ?" "Married," she repeated bitterly; "why, you will make my fourth!" She had hardy got the words out of her mouth before she realized her terrible error.