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staggers blindly into the house, her face covered with her apron. and  catch her as she is about to sink to the floor.]

Dern it all, Meg, what’s the matter with you? [As they place her in a chair] I declare I never seed a growed-up woman as chicken-hearted as she is!

[Shakes his head ominously]

That does look bad!

What looks bad, you dad-burned fool!

Nothin’—only that ’us Sid’s horse ’ith the empty saddle that she seed a-turnin’ in at the barn gate!

Well, what if it wus?

Nothin’! I jist don’t like the looks of it! That’s all!