Cohen,' you would have to say,
and she could do nothing. She must answer that she is most glad to
see me--or she might NOT answer, which would be worse. And it is
not her fault. You can't break down the barriers of centuries in a
day. No--no--I will not compromise you in that way. Let me come to
see you some time when it is all over, when your good uncle can
come too. He will bring me; perhaps. And now give my best respects
to the lady--I forget her name, and say to her for me, that if she
is as thoughtful of other people as you are, you deserve to be a
very happy couple."
Jack shook the little man's hand and went his way. He was sorry
and he was glad. He was also somewhat ashamed in his heart. It was
not altogether himself who had been thoughtful of other people.
But for Peter, perhaps, he might never have paid the visit.
As the blissful day approached Geneseo was shaken to its centre,
the vibrations reaching to the extreme limits of the town. Not
only was Moggins who drove the village 'bus and tucked small
packages under the seat on the sly, overworked, but all the
regular and irregular express companies had to put on extra teams.
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