And Sally answered, with a little fright at the sudden aggressiveness
she had procured.
"Nowheres that _I_ know of."
"Well--may I set up with you?"
The pea-green sunbonnet could not conceal the utter amazement and then
the radiance which shot into Sally's face.
"Set--up--with--me!"
"Yes!" said Seffy, almost savagely. "That's what I said."
"Oh, I--I guess so! Yes! of course!" she answered variously, and rushed
off home.
"You know I own you," she laughed back, as if she had not been
sufficiently explicit. "I paid for you! Your pappy's got the money!
I'll expect my property to-night."
"Yas!" shouted the happy old man, "and begoshens! it's a reg'lar
bargain! Ain't it, Seffy? You her property--real estate, hereditaments
and tenements." And even Seffy was drawn into the joyous laughing
conceit of it! Had he not just done the bravest thing of his small life?
"Yes!" he cried after the fascinating Sally. "For sure and certain,
to-night!"
"It's a bargain!" cried she.
"For better or worser, richer or poorer, up an' down, in an' out,
chassez right and left! Aha-ha-ha! Aha-ha-ha! But, Seffy,"--and the
happy father turned to the happy son and hugged him, "don't you efer
forgit that she's a feather-head and got a bright red temper like her
daddy! And they both work mighty bad together sometimes.
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