17: Where? Norris, Utterly Flabbergasted.
“BUT— Mr. Green, I’m taking one of your father’s farms!”
“And I’m taking your daughter, on the first of June next year. The limit is hers, not mine— I’d take her away now, but she wants to be sure I’m a decent and honourable citizen of our great empire. God bless her for it, and I’ll wait cheerfully for the best and sweetest girl between here and— I was going to say— well, never mind. The dearest ever, as you know her, I’m sure.”
“Aye, and she told me it’s her doing, the year’s waiting. To make sure of you, sir— she’s sure of herself, though the little you and she have seen of each other— well! And it’s my daughter and my landlord’s son, if you don’t change your mind in the year.”
“Norris, drop that ‘sir.’ To me, anyhow. The sweetest daughter a
