"Well, ma'am, I—I—what could I do, ma'am? I couldn't get up."
"Yuh might 'a' spoken."
"I couldn't think o' nothin' to say, ma'am," pleaded Loudon.
"Well, yuh poor tongue-tied galoot! Yuh don't deserve no luck, yuh don't! Well, I've said my say. I've done all I could. Yuh got to do the rest yore own self. But if yuh don't go an' do it like a man, then I'm disappointed in yuh."
"Did Kate tell Mis' Mace an' yore daughter what she told you?"
"No, she didn't. She only told me."
"Then they took an awful lot for granted. They acted like Kate an' me was in love with each other."
"Well, my land! They could see Kate cared for yuh. Anybody with half an eye could see that. Naturally they didn't s'pose yuh was actin' like a complete idjit. What yuh goin' to do?"
"I dunno."
"Yuh dunno! Yuh dunno! An' Kate all but goes on her knees to tell yuh how sorry she is for what she done! Not only that, but she says she loves yuh besides! An' all yuh can say is yuh dunno. My land! I can't say what I think o' yuh."