Hat. Is he married?
Hel. No, he is a bachelor farmer.
Susan. But he ain’t likely to remain a bachelor very long. Lucinda Wheatchaff, the widow, has set her cap for him. She’ll catch him, too, for Lucinda has very winnin’ ways. She made up her mind to get Hank Wheatchaff, an’ she jest went ahead an’ got him. But Hank didn’t live more’n a year, an’ when he died he left the widow a nice little farm an’ a few thousands in cash. Lucinda will win Hick all right, though he’s an awful bashful man. She’ll—— (Knock at door C.) As I live! I believe that’s the widow now. I always know her knock. (Calls out.) Come in.
Enter Lucinda Wheatchaff.
Luc. Hello, everybody! Isn’t this a lovely day? (Sees Hat.) Oh! excuse me, Mrs. Rodney. I wasn’t aware that you had company.
Susan (introducing them). Mrs. Wheatchaff, this is our new boarder, Miss Renwick, of New York.
Luc. How do you do, Miss Renwick? We country folks are always glad to meet city folks.
Hat. (graciously). It gives me great pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Wheatchaff.
(They shake hands, the widow very demonstrative.)
Hel. Lucinda, I was just telling Miss Renwick about Hick. She wanted to know if there were any nice young men around here.