"God punish me," he said gravely, "oh, best friend that ever a man had in the world, if I should not then have made you a good husband."
Not long after McAllen was with her.
"Well?" he said.
"Well," said she, "there was a train that he could catch. And I suppose he caught it."
"How did he—er, behave?"
"Considering the circumstances," said she, "he behaved very well."
"Is he hard hit?"
She considered a while; but the strict truth was not in that young lady.
"I think," she said, "that you may say that he is hard hit—very hard hit."
"Poor soul," said Billy tenderly.