"Huh!"

"Peter told me he didn't intwelved to marry Cissie Dildine."

"Shu! Then whut fur dey go roun' peepin' at each other lak a couple o'niggers roun' a haystack?"

The very ancient lawyer was annoyed.

"Peeping where?"

"Why, right in front o' dis house, dat's wha; ever' day when dat hussypasses up to de Arkwrights', wha she wucks. She pokes along an' wallsher eyes roun' at dis house lak a calf wid de splivins."

"That going on now?"

"Ever' day."

A very deep uneasiness went through the very aged man. He moistened his lips.

"But Peter exclaimed--"