"Ah, but one gets tired of worship."
"No queen upon her throne shall have more admirers."
"But you'll be jealous as a Turk. I am sure of that."
"Try me, but do not put me off in this cruel fashion."
"Well, Thrasher," she said, seriously enough, "get every thing ready, and I'll take the time into consideration; but one thing is positive, we must be married here, in this country, in this State of Connecticut. I will have no question or mistake about that. The laws of other States, and particularly of other countries, may be different, but I know what they are here."
"I would rather be married abroad, Ellen," was the agitated reply, "for many reasons."
"But I will be married in the State of Connecticut, or not at all."
Thrasher bent his head, and the woman saw, with astonishment, that all the color left his face. It scarcely excited her suspicion, but the wanton cruelty of her nature came back, and she gave a little, mocking laugh.
"Perhaps you are afraid that our pretty Katy may hear of it, and put in a protest?"
"What do you mean, woman?" cried Thrasher, starting to his feet.