But I've got it so heavy this time I can't stand it. You don't
think I have any chance, Mr. Masters?"
"You can try of course. You're welcome to the house."
"But what do you think? You must know her."
"Girls do change their minds."
"But she isn't like other girls. Is she now? I come to you because
I sometimes think Mrs. Masters is a little hard on her. Mrs.
Masters is about the best friend I have. There isn't anybody more
on my side than she is. But I feel sure of this;--Mary will never
be drove."
"I don't think she will, Larry."
"She's got a will of her own as well as another."
"No man alive ever had a better daughter."
"I'm sure of that, Mr. Masters; and no man alive 'll ever have a
better wife. But she won't be drove. I might ask her again, you
think?"
"You certainly have my leave."
"But would it be any good? I'd rather cut my throat and have done
with it than go about teasing her because her parents let me come
to her." Then there was a pause during which they walked on, the
attorney feeling that he had nothing more to say. "What I want to
know," said Larry, "is this. Is there anybody else?"
That was just the point on which the attorney himself was
perplexed. He had asked Mary that question, and her silence had
assured him that it was so. Then he had suggested to her the name
of the only probable suitor that occurred to him; and she had
repelled the idea in a manner that had convinced him at once.
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