"Me!" cried Clo, in delightful innocence. "Laws, I didn't know yer even looked at me; I tought ye was fascinated wid dat Vic."
"I'se neber too busy to reserve you, Miss Clorindy," said Dolf; "wherever I may be, whatever my ockipation, I'se eyes fur you. And I seed you; I seed de elder a bending over ye, a whisperin' in yer ear."
"Oh, git out!" cried Clo. "He didn't do no sich."
"Oh, yes, he did, Miss Clorindy; dese eyes seen it."
"Wal, he was a axin' me if I was gwine to come to meetin' more reg'lar dan I had ob late."
"It took him a great while to ax," said Dolf, in a reproachful voice.
Clo laughed a little chuckling laugh.
"He's a bery pleasant man, de elder," said she; "bery pleasant."
"Dey say he wants a wife," observed Dolf.
"Do dey! Mebby he do; anyway he hain't told me dat."