‘Mo-money isn’t ev-everything.’  Billy stammered, ’and Je-Jerrie would make a ve-very different pl-place of Le Bateau.’

’Mebby she would—­mebby she would; but I’d never thought of her for you,’ Peterkin said.  ’I’d picked out some; big bug, who perhaps wouldn’t wipe her shoes on you.  Jerrie is handsome as blazes and no mistake, with a kinder up and comin’ way about her which takes the folks.  Yes, it keeps growin’ on me, and I presume Arthur Tracy would give her away, which would be a feather in your cap; but lord! you’ll have to git a pair of the highest heels you ever seen to come within ten foot on her.’

‘She’s only two inches t-taller than I am,’ Billy said, and his father continued: 

‘Wall, if your heart’s set on her go it, and quick, too, I’m goin’ to have a smasher of a party in the fall, and Jerrie’ll be just the one to draw, I can see her now, standin’ there with the diamonds we’ll give her sparklin’ on her neck, and she lookin’ like a queen, and the sinecure of all eyes.  But for thunder’s sake don’t marry the old woman and all.  Leave her to Harold, the sneak!  I never did like him, and I’ll be mad enough to kill him if he goes agin me in the suit, and I b’lieve he will.’

At this point Peterkin wandered off to the suit entirely and forgot Jerrie, who was to boost the house of Peterkin and make it ‘fust-cut.’  But not so Billy, and all the way from Shannondale to Springfield he was thinking of Jerrie, and wondering if it were possible that she could ever look upon him with favor.  Like Tom and Dick, he could scarcely remember the time when he did not think Jerrie the loveliest girl in the world, and ever since he had grown to manhood he had meditated making her his wife, but had feared what his father might say, as he knew how much importance he attached to money.  Now however, his father had signified his assent, and, resolving to lose no time, Billy, on his return next day to Le Bateau, seized the opportunity to take Jerrie home, as the occasion for declaring his love, which he did in a manly, straightforward manner, never hinting at any advantage it would be to her to be the wife of a millionaire, or offering any inducement in any way except to say that he loved her and would devote his life to making her happy.  Tom Tracy Jerrie had scorned, Dick St. Claire she had pitied, but this little man she felt like ridiculing.

‘Oh, Billy,’ she said, laughing merrily.  ’You can’t be in earnest.  Why I’m head and shoulders taller than you are.  I do believe I could pick you up and throw you into the river.  Only think how we should look together; people would think you my little boy, and that I should not like.  So, I can never be your wife.’

Nothing cuts a man like ridicule, and sensitive as he was with regard to his size, Billy felt it to his heart’s core; and as he stood nervously playing with the reins and looking at Jerrie sitting there so tall and erect in all the brightness of her wonderful beauty, it flashed upon him how impossible it was for that glorious creature ever to be his wife, and what a fool he had made of himself.