"And I don't know what he's grinnin' and laughin' about. You both act as if too much studyin' and tooterin' was beginnin' to affect your brains. Now, why, don't you both git married, and give up this awful wearin' life you are leadin'?"
"That's just what I called to see about," declared Professor Scotch, bracing up. "I called to pro——"
"Hold on!" squealed Jenks, excitedly. "I was here first, and I will have my first say. Mrs. Cobb, my heart has long yearned for domestic joys and comforts."
"Oh, I don't keer how much you've earned; it's what you've saved that counts."
"Oh, if I had that voice, I'd go break it!" sneered Scotch. "Try again, Hyson, and you'll get her so twisted that I'll stand a good show of winning her."
So Jenks braced up and tried again.
"I say my heart has yearned——"
"Sody-water or magneeshy is good for heartburn," smiled the widow.
"Ye gods!" gasped Jenks. "I didn't know she was so hard of hearing."
"Oh, sail in and win her!" chuckled the little professor. "You're doing first rate."