“Well,” Jack smiled grimly, “he never had a good chance. Yuh must remember that I haven’t seen him since I was a kid. I had to steal yuh, girl. He’d ’a’ prob’ly killed me, if he knew.”
Molly shook her head quickly.
“I think he knew, Jack. In fact, I’m sure of it.”
“How do you know?” He squinted closely at her. “We didn’t know it was goin’ to happen until we met that day, the day we ran away to get married. And you never seen him since.”
“Oh, I don’t know.”
She got to her feet and walked to the kitchen door. He watched her for a while, and then got up from the table, picking up his hat. Quickly she turned and walked back to the table.
“Jack, I forbid you to go there tonight.”
“Well,” he smiled softly at her, “I’m sorry yuh feel that way about it, Molly, but I’m goin’, thassall.”
“Are you?” Her eyes blazed with anger.
“Well, go ahead. I may not be here when you come back.”