"There are men enough in the world, no doubt of that," said Dolly, "and when I go about with them, in the city, I quite enjoy it; but one sees nothing here, except frogs and crickets; it is perfectly disgusting."
"So it is," chimed Kip; "and such splendid moonlight-nights as we have, too, and such nice places to walk."
"Yes, but to walk with a woman!" said Dolly. "I like you very well, Kip; but when one has had gentlemen's society, it is like swallowing the parings, after having eaten the peach."
"So it is," said Kip (quite willing in such a cause to be tossed unceremoniously among the parings).
"Well, it is just here," said Dolly, "I will own it to you, Kip, I mean to get married!"
"You don't!" screamed Kip; "to whom?"
"Lord knows, I don't, but I feel sure I shall do it."
"How?" asked Kip, with great interest.
"Never you mind," said Dolly; "see if I don't live in the city before long. Such times as they have there! Theaters, concerts, shows, balls, and every body so pleased with every body; such a delightful noise and bustle and racket. And just look round this village! You might hear the town clock tick; it is perfectly disgusting. There is not a man in it, of any account, but Sprigg's the blacksmith, and he has but one foot; sometimes I want to scream."
"So do I," said Kip.