“Yes, I be; to-morrow mornin', if I live, on the early train. I be, if you're willin' to take Lois. I don't see how I can leave her any other way as she is now. You sha'n't be any loser by it, if you'll take her.”
“Where be you goin', Mis' Field?”
“I don't want you to say anything about it. I don't want it all over town.”
“I sha'n't say anything.”
“Well, I'm goin' down to Elliot.”
“You be?”
“Yes, I be. Old Mr. Maxwell's dead. I had a letter a night or two ago.”
Amanda gasped, “He's dead?”
“Yes.”
“What was the matter, do you know?”