But he remembered them when he was walking across to the Horselunges with his father.
“Father, if I can’t get Ivy Beatup, I’ll kill myself.”
“For shame, you ungodly boy—to speak so light of losing your salvation!”
“Would I lose my salvation if I killed myself?”
“Reckon you would. Satan would get you at once.”
“I’ll kill her, then. Satan can have her and welcome.”
“It’s you he’d have if you killed her.”
“Then he’s got me both ways?”
“Reckon he has, you sinful good-for-nothing, dreaming in sermon-time. Have done, do, with your idle talk, or Satan will get me too, and make me give you a kick behind.”