Of course it didn't happen."
He gazed at her, wondering whether or not to accept her wisdom. Then
upon the floor he flung the paper and trampled upon it. "If that's the
case, I don't want nuthin' mo' to do with it. Come a foolin' with a
man's affections thatter way. Ought to have been out yander at work half
a hour ago. Been a settin' here a thinkin' I was a gittin' facts. Man
ought to be whupped fur printin' a lie jest like fur tellin' one."
Margaret showed signs of sympathy. "Jasper, I wouldn't let it bother me
so."
He started. "Wouldn't let it bother you when you been a stuffin' yo'se'f
with a lie? Wouldn't let it bother you when a man gains yo' confidence
an' then deceives you?"
"Oh," she said, rocking herself and plying her needles, "it don't amount
to nuthin'. I wouldn't pay no attention to it."
"Look here, Margaret. Now--now, don't make light of my trouble."
Into her lap she let her knitting fall and earnestly she looked at him.
"I never make light of a real trouble, Jasper, but it seems that you do.
A real trouble is a comin' down the road, but you don't appear to mind
it.
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