"He stammers, you know, and I think he is
afraid he will break down when he tries to propose."
Aunt Ella laughed heartily; then she said, "What a constitutional liar
that Stiles must be, and as for the Professor, I would like to have a
set-to with him myself."
As she said this she doubled up her fists.
"Oh, he wouldn't meet you that way," said Quincy. "He only fights with a
woman's weapon, his tongue;" and he told her of his little boxing match
with Robert Wood.
Aunt Ella continued: "I can imagine what a pretty, sweet, little country
girl Huldy Mason is. My heart aches for Lindy, her martyrdom has been
out of all proportion to her contemplated wrongdoing, if wrongdoing it
really was. Had I been in her place I would have married Jones and left
my clothes behind; and then," said Aunt Ella, "how my heart goes out to
that dear, sweet girl that you call Alice! Do you love her, Quincy?"
"Devotedly," answered Quincy, "I never really loved a woman before."
"Then marry her," cried Aunt Ella decidedly.
"Everybody at home but Maude will object," said Quincy.
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