“Ross,” she said.
“Lou. I’ll stab to the heart of her. I’m not afeared. I’ll stab fitten to kill.”
“Did Ross bring Lou to see you? Did he ever? You see how it is with me. Did he?”
“Oh, I’ll kill. Ross he knows I’m no tame woman. He knows.”
“‘I brought her here so’s you’d see for your own self,’ he says. ‘The easiest way. No fuss.’”
“Oh, I’ll kill. Afore day I will.”
“He said ‘You see how it is with me, Dosia. I brought her here.’ It’s all the same. He brought her in the door of the hall, before all the people, came inside the door with her, his hand ahold of her arm, before your eyes, came inside the hall of the festival.”
“Oh, I can’t bear not to. I’ll kill, kill....”
“‘I brought her here so’s you’d see for your own self.’ ... Then he bought her a treat at the counter where the things to eat were. His hand on her arm and on her shoulder. His hand on her back.”
“Kill, I will. I couldn’t bear not to.”