"Yes. That is why he has fought Mr. Emerson—they both want to marry her. That is why Marsh broke Mr. Emerson's machinery, and hired his men away from him, and cut his nets. They hate each other—do you understand?"
"Me savvy!" said Constantine shortly, then strode on beside the girl.
"Me think all the time Mr. Emerson goin' marry you."
Cherry gasped. "No, no! Why, he is in love with Miss Wayland."
"S'pose he don' marry her?"
"Than Mr. Marsh will get her, I dare say."
After a moment Constantine announced, with conviction: "I guess Mr.
Marsh is damn bad man."
"I'm glad you have discovered that. He has even tried to kill Mr.
Emerson; that shows the sort of man he is."
"It's good thing—get marry!" said Constantine, vaguely. "The Father say if woman don' marry she go to hell."
"I'd hate to think that," laughed the girl.
"That's true," the other affirmed, stoutly. "The pries' he say so, and pries' don' lie. He say man takes a woman and don' get marry, they both go to hell and burn forever. Bime'by little baby come, and he go to hell, too."