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Harte, Bret, 1836-1902

"Cressy"

"
He stopped, panting for breath, and stared malignantly in the gray face
of his hearer. But Uncle Ben only lifted his heavy hand mildly with
an awkward gesture of warning, stepped softly in his old cautious
hesitating manner to the open door, closed it, and returned gently:--
"I reckon ye got in through the winder, didn't ye, Seth?" he said, with
a labored affectation of unemotional ease, "a kind o' one leg over, and
one, two, and then you're in, eh?"
"Never you mind HOW I got in, Ben Dabney," returned Seth, his hostility
and insolence increasing with his opponent's evident weakness, "ez long
ez I got yer and got, by G-d! what I kem here fer! For whiles all
this was goin' on, and whiles the old fool man and old fool woman was
swallowin' what they did see and blinkin' at what they didn't, and
huggin' themselves that they'd got high-toned kempany fer their darter,
that high-toned kempany was playin' THEM too, by G-d! Yes, Sir! that
high-toned, cantin' school-teacher was keepin' a married woman in
'Frisco, all the while he was here honey-foglin' with Cressy, and I've
got the papers yer to prove it.


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