Wild Northern Scenes - Sporting Adventures with the Rifle and the Rod by S. H. Hammond
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for I knew the law was on my side; I had the books, and the courts,
and the statutes all in my favor. I was fortified, you see. "'Argue the matter!' she exclaimed; 'not till it is admitted that I'm somebody. If I'm nobody, I can't be argued with, I can't reason, nor talk. Now, Mr. W----, I've a tongue.' "'Gospel truth,' said I, 'whatever the authorities may say. But we will admit, for the sake of the argument, that you are somebody; Blackstone says'---- "'Out on Blackstone,' she exclaimed; 'what do I care for Blackstone, whose bones have been mouldering in the grave for more than a hundred years, for what I know. Don't talk to me about Blackstone.' "'But, my dear, you are _my_ wife, and Blackstone says'-- "'I don't care a fig what Blackstone says. If I _am_ your wife, I am my mother's daughter, and my brother's sister, and Tommy's mother, and there are four distinct individualities all centered in myself.' "'But,' said I again, 'Blackstone says'-- "'Confound that Blackstone,' she exclaimed; 'I do believe he has driven the wits out of the man's head. Now, look you, Mr. W----, you invited me to ride with you; you now say I am nobody. Very well. If nobody leaves you, I suppose you won't be without company, for somebody certainly left home with you this morning, and has rode with you thus far. So, good-bye, Mr. W----; success to your fishing, Mr. W----,' and she struck into a gallop towards home. |
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