I had not counted on this; I had been assuming that Anita would not be out of my sight until we were married. It was on the tip of my tongue to interfere when she looked at me-for permission to go. "Don't keep her too long," said I to Alva, and they were gone.
"You can't blame me-really you can't, Mr. Blacklock," Mrs. Ball began to plead for herself, as soon as they were safely out of hearing.
"After some things-mere hints, you understand-for I'm careful what I permit Mr. Ball to say before _me_. I think married people cannot be too respectful of each other.
I _never_ tolerate _vulgarity_."
"No doubt, Joe has made me out a very vulgar person," said I, forgetting her lack of sense of humor.
"Oh, not at all, not at all, Mr.
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