"Meaning in what way?"
"The Nora Darling way."
He pronounced her name so much as if it were a caress that his
mistress laughed, and he joined in it.
"It's your fickleness that is breaking my heart, though I knew I
was lost as soon as I saw your beatific look on the day you got
back with Nora. The first week I came none of you could do enough
for me. Now it's all Nora, darling." She mimicked gayly his
intonation.
"Well, ma'am, it's this way," explained the foreman with a grin.
" Y'u're right pleasant and friendly, but the boys have got a
savvy way down deep that y'u'd shuck that friendliness awful
sudden if any of them dropped around with 'Object, Matrimony' in
their manner. Consequence is, they're loaded down to the ground
with admiration of their boss, but they ain't presumptuous enough
to expaict any more. I had notions, mebbe, I'd cut more ice, me
being not afflicted with bashfulness. My notions faded, ma'am, in
about a week."
"Then Nora came?" she laughed.
"No, ma'am, they had gone glimmering long before she arrived. I
was just convalescent enough to need being cheered up when she
drapped in."
"And are you cheered up yet?" his mistress asked.
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