“Yes; and I do just think that he would feel so ashamed of himself that he would turn right around and go home!”
“I hope he may!” said Wynnette.
“But if he should stay and marry Odalite, in spite of all, oh! what will poor Le do?” said compassionate little Elva.
“Don’t know, I’m sure; but I know what I would do.”
“What would you do, Wynnette?”
“Have the satisfaction of a gentleman.”
“And what is that?”
“Call the rapscallion—no, I mean the diabolical villain—out and shoot him!”
“Oh, Wynnette! Is that the satisfaction of a gentleman? To commit so great a sin?”
“I’d do it, and face the music afterward. No—I mean I would take the consequences.”