He said it like the reason. I begun to think it was.
"You've got to marry somebody," says Luke.
I knew that well enough. Home was bad enough now, but when one of the boys brought a wife there it would be worse. I'd have to marry somebody.
"I'd like to get away from home," I says. "Ma and I don't get along, and Pa's like a bear the whole time."
"You'd ought not to say such things, Cossy," says Luke.
"Why not?" I says. "They're true. That is about the only reason I can think of why I should marry you. That, and because I've got to marry somebody."
I thought he'd be mad. Instead, he had his arms around me and was kissing me.
"I don't care what you marry me for," he says. "Marry me, anyhow!"
I thought: "I s'pose I'd get used to him. I don't like the boys, either. I can't bear Henny. Every girl seems to act as if it was all right, after she gets away. Maybe it is."