Part 23 (2/2)
”Gosh, you'd win it if it enty,” responded another voice frooes his ainst the fence, or he'll be off to glory” And away clattered the two horse on foot
Noticing theirto obtain a favourable introduction to Jack by restoring the animal; but in a few minutes I lost the sounds, and abandoned the pursuit
Then, after supplying myself with fresh switches, I resumed my fatal ard course
More voices, a short distance away, and straight in front Judging the the edge of the timber, I posted myself behind a tree, and waited as patiently as the mosquitos permitted
”Now you need n't scandalise one another,” said a pleasant masculine voice
”You're like the pot and the kettle You're both as full of sin and hypocrisy as you can stick Six of one, and half-a-dozen of the other I would n't have believed it if I had n't seen it with raced yourselves for ever Who the dickens do you think would be fool enough to marry either of you after the way you've behaved yourselves to-day?”
”Well, I' you to marry us,” piped a feoodness' sake I'usted with you
Why, only last Sunday, I heard your twotoo irls ever knew You're as cohty modest, your own self,” retorted a second feminine voice
”It's my place to be a bit rowdy,” replied the superior sex ”It's part of a man's education And I don't try to look as if butter would n't melt in my mouth You're just the reverse; you're hypocrites 'Woe unto you hypocrites!' the Bible says But it's troubling ood deal to think what your mothers'll feel, now that you've come out in your true colours”
”But you wouldn't be h to tell?” interrupted one of the sweet voices
”I always thought you were too honourable to do such a thing, Harry,”
remarked the other
”Well, now you find your mistake But this is not a question of honour; it's a question of duty”
”O, you're hty fine with your duty! You're a mean wretch There!”
”I'll be a meaner wretch before another hour's over Go on, Jerry; let's get it past and done with”
”But, Harry--I say, Harry--don't tell I'll never forgive you if you do”
”Duty, Mabel, duty”
”What good will it do you to tell?” pleaded the other voice
”Duty, Annie, duty On you go, Jerry, and let's get ho this conversation, I had beco on a populous ant-bed; and, not wishi+ng to lose the chance of an intervieith Harry, I had retreated in front of the buggy till a second tree offered its friendly cover Jerry's head was noithin two yards of ue outline of the figures in the buggy
”Well, I'll tell you what I'll do,” said Harry, stopping the horse: ”If each of you gives ood will, I'll proive you one minute to decide”
”What do you think, Mabel?” ot no---- But what do you think?”