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Hey?

It’s your flesh that’s got religion, not your sperit.

[Laughs good-naturedly]

I ain’t denyin’ it, though I reckon you’d like it better if I ’us ashamed o’ havin’ been young an’ strong. You’re jist like all women, Meg. When they find a man’s got a little sap in him they think he’s headed straight fer the devil.

[Horses are heard in the distance. springs up excitedly.]

Thar! I know that’s them!

It sounds like it—from here. [Shading his eyes with his hand, he looks up the river, while she peeps over his shoulder.] It’s Matt, all right, but I don’t see Sid.

[Turns away querulously]

Well, it’s no more ’n I expected! I’ve had a feelin’ ever sence they took him across that ocean that I’d never see him ag’in!