“‘That’s right, Tumm,’ says the cook. ‘I wants t’ 255 speak as man t’ man,’ says he, ‘t’ stand by what I says,’ says he, ‘accordin’ as mother would have me do!’
“Liz got off the rock. Then she begun t’ kick at the path; an’ she was lookin’ down, but I ’lowed she had an eye on Moses all the time. ‘For,’ thinks I, ‘she’s sensed the thing out, like all the women.’
“‘I’m thinkin’,’ says I, ‘I’ll go up the road a bit.’
“‘Oh no, you won’t, Tumm,’ says she. ‘You thtay right here. Whath the cook wantin’ o’ me?’
“‘Well,’ says the cook, ‘I ’low I wants t’ get married.’
“‘T’ get married!’ says she.
“‘T’ get married,’ says the cook, ‘accordin’ as mother would have me; an’ I ’low you’ll do.’
“‘Me?’ says she.
“‘Liz,’ says he, as solemn as church, ‘I means you.’
“It come to her all of a suddent––an’ she begun t’ breathe hard, an’ pressed her hands against her breast an’ shivered. But she looked away t’ the moon, an’ somehow that righted her.