? ? ? ? "Quite in the back row, eh? But her brother was well up to the front. Did you see him come out on us?"
? ? ? ? "Yes, I did."
? ? ? ? "Did he ever strike you as being crazy -- this brother of hers?"
? ? ? ? "I can't say that he ever did."
? ? ? ? "I dare say not. I always thought him sane enough until to-day, but you can take it from me that either he or I ought to be in a straitjacket. What's the matter with me, anyhow? You've lived near me for some weeks, Watson. Tell me straight, now! Is there anything that would prevent me from making a good husband to a woman that I loved?"
? ? ? ? "I should say not."
? ? ? ? "He can't object to my worldly position, so it must be myself that he has this down on. What has he against me? I never hurt man or woman in my life that I know of. And yet he would not so much as let me touch the tips of her fingers."
? ? ? ? "Did he say so?"
? ? ? ? "That, and a deal more. I tell you, Watson, I've only known her these few weeks, but from the first I just felt that she was made for me, and she, too -- she was happy when she was with me, and that I'll swear. There's a light in a woman's eyes that speaks louder than words.
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