"What does he want?"
"He says he wants to see me on very important bizness. But I can't take the time to go to town this fine weather jist to see him. I've got to git to work hayin'."
"But you are going to town, anyway, in the morning, daddy," Jess reminded, looking up from the apples she was peeling.
"I am, eh? An' what for, I'd like to know?"
"Belle is coming on the morning train, and you must meet her."
"Oh, Lord!" Abner groaned. "I fergot all about her. Say, Jess, you take Jerry an' go fer her."
"I'm afraid I can't, daddy. There is so much work I have to do in the morning that I must stay at home. And, besides, you have to see Lawyer Rackshaw."
"So I have, confound it! But how'll I know the gal when I see her, tell me that?"
"Oh, you'll have no trouble. She has beautiful auburn hair."
"Red hair! Oh, my!" and Abner spread out his hands in dismay. "What next? Pink eyes?"