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 a Hun.’ You would have thought, would you not, Mrs. Dr. dear, that a hint like that would have been enough for him! But it went no deeper than his skin. I saw him settling back quite comfortable, as if for a good talk, and thought I, ‘If there is anything coming it may as well come soon and be done with, for with all these rags to dye before supper I have no time to waste in flirting, so I spoke right out. ‘If you have anything particular to discuss with me, Mr. Pryor, I would feel obliged if you would mention it without loss of time, because I am very busy this afternoon.’ He fairly beamed at me out of that circle of red whisker, and said, ‘You are a business-like woman and I agree with you. There is no use in wasting time beating around the bush. I came up here today to ask you to marry me.’ So there it was, Mrs. Dr. dear. I had a proposal at last, after waiting sixty-four years for one.

“I just glared at that presumptuous creature and I said, ‘I would not marry you if you were the last man on earth, Josiah Pryor. So there you have my answer and you can take it away forthwith.’ You never saw a man so taken aback as he was, Mrs. Dr. dear. He was so flabbergasted that he just blurted out the truth. ‘Why, I thought you’d be only too glad to get a chance to be married,’ he said. That was when I lost my head, Mrs. Dr. dear. Do you not think I had a good excuse, when a Hun and a pacifist made such an insulting remark to me? ‘Go,’ I thundered, and I just caught up that iron pot. I could see that he. thought I had suddenly gone insane, and I suppose he considered an iron pot full of boiling dye was a dangerous weapon in the hands of a lunatic. At any rate he