Continent with my lady, through all manner of curious places; and you
know, when I was a child, Squire Horton's daughters taught me to speak a
little French, and I found it so nice to be able to talk to the people
abroad."

"Genteel!" cried Luke Marks, with a hoarse laugh; "who wants you to be
genteel, I wonder? Not me, for one; when you're my wife you won't have
overmuch time for gentility, my girl. French, too! Dang me, Phoebe, I
suppose when we've saved money enough between us to buy a bit of a farm,
you'll be _parleyvooing_ to the cows?"

She bit her lip as her lover spoke, and looked away. He went on cutting
and chopping at a rude handle he was fashioning to the stake, whistling
softly to himself all the while, and not once looking at his cousin.

For some time they were silent, but by-and-by she said, with her face
still turned away from her companion:

"What a fine thing it is for Miss Graham that was, to travel with her
maid and her courier, and her chariot and four, and a husband that
thinks there isn't one spot upon all the earth that's good enough for
her to set her foot upon!"

"Ay, it is a fine thing, Phoebe, to have lots of money," answered Luke,
"and I hope you'll be warned by that, my lass, to save up your wages
agin we get married."

"Why, what was she in Mr. Dawson's house only three months ago?"
continued the girl, as if she had not heard her cousin's speech. "What
was she but a servant like me? Taking wages and working for them us