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Meade, L. T., 1854-1914

"A Girl of the People"

You had better unmake that vow of yours, Bet; for it don't
hold water nohow."
Will had now put his arm round Bet's waist, and his eager masterful
face was close to hers. She felt a new timidity, and a new trembling,
wonderful joy stealing over her, and chasing away the dark cloud of
her grief.
"I never thought as we was made for one another," she said, in a timid
undertone.
"Then you knowed very little, Bet, ef you didn't find that out. Away
on the sea, haven't I dreamt of you, and seen your face near mine,
when the waves was rough, and we thought we'd be in Davy Jones' locker
by the morning? And sometimes, Bet, when I'd be tempted to do as other
fellows, and take to bad ways, your face 'ud come before me, and somehow
I couldn't. I always knew when I was out on the waves that you was to
be my lawful wedded wife one day. You can't go agin a thing like that,
my dear. Why, when you come to think of it, it seems downright wrong
even to name a promise you made only to yourself when you knowed no
better.


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