"Well, then, I apolojaize," said Kenealy.
"And I accept your apology; and don't do it again."
"I won't, 'pon honaa. Look heah; I swear I didn't mean to affront yah;
I don't waunt yah to mayrry me; I only proposed out of civility."
"Come, then, it was not so black as it appeared. Courtesy is a good
thing; and if you thought that, after staying a month in a house, you
were bound by etiquette to propose to the marriageable part of it, it
is pardonable, only don't do it again, _please."_
"I'll take caa--I'll take caa. I say your tempaa is not--quite--what
those other fools think it is--no, by Jove;" and the captain glared.
"Nonsense: I am only a little fiendish on this one point. Well, then,
steer clear of it, and you will find me a good crechaa on every
other."
Kenealy vowed he would profit by the advice.
"Then there is my hand: we are friends again."
"You won't tell your aunt, nor the other fellaas?"
"Captain Kenealy, I am not one of your garrison ladies; I am a young
person who has been educated; your extra civility will never be known
to a soul: and you shall not join the army but as a volunteer."
"Then, dem me, Miss Fountain, if I wouldn't be cut in pieces to
oblaige you. Just you tray me, and you'll faind, if I am not very
braight, I am a man of honah. If those ether begaas annoy you, jaast
tell me, and I'll parade 'em at twelve paces, dem me."
"I must try and find some less insane vent for your friendly feelings;
and what can I do for you?"
"Yah couldn't go on pretending to be spooney on me, could yah?"
"Oh, no, no.
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