The Land of Promise eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 253 pages of information about The Land of Promise.

The Land of Promise eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 253 pages of information about The Land of Promise.

“I had a sort of feeling I wanted you and me to have the first meal together in your new home,” he said gently.

Then, with a sudden change of manner, he laughed aloud.

“We ain’t lost much time, I guess.  Why, it’s only yesterday you told me not to call you Nora.  You did flare out at me!”

“That was very silly of me, but I was in a temper.”

“And now we’re man and wife.”

“Yes:  married in haste with a vengeance.”

“Ain’t you a bit scared?”

“I?  What of?  You?”

Her voice was steady, but the hands in her lap were clenched.

“With Ed miles away, t’other side of Winnipeg, he might just as well be in the old country for all the good he can be to you.  You might naturally be a bit scared to find yourself alone with a man you don’t know.”

“I’m not the nervous sort.”

“Good for you!”

“You did give me a fright, though,” said Nora, with a laugh, “when I asked you if you’d take me.  I suppose it was only about fifteen seconds before you answered, but it seemed like ten minutes.  I thought you were going to refuse.  How Gertie would have gloated!”

“I was thinking.”

“I see.  Counting up my good points and balancing them against my bad ones.”

“N-o-o-o:  I was thinking you wouldn’t have asked me like that if you hadn’t of despised me.”

Nora caught her breath sharply, but her manner lost none of its lightness.

“I don’t know what made you think that.”

“Well, I don’t know how you could have put it more plainly that my name was mud.”

“Why didn’t you refuse, then?”

“I guess I’m not the nervous sort, either,” he remarked dryly over his teacup.

And,” Nora reminded him, “women are scarce in Manitoba.”

“I’ve always fancied an English woman,” he went on, ignoring her little thrust.  “They make the best wives going when they’ve been licked into shape.”

Nora showed her amusement frankly.

“Are you purposing to attempt that operation on me?”

“Well, you’re clever.  I guess a hint or two is about all you’ll want.”

“You embarrass me when you pay me compliments.”

“I’ll take you round and show you the land to-morrow,” he said, tilting back on his stool, to the imminent peril of his equilibrium.  “I ain’t done all the clearing yet, so there’ll be plenty of work for the winter.  I want to have a hundred acres to sow next year.  And then, if I get a good crop, I’ve a mind to take another quarter.  You can’t make it pay really without you’ve got half a section.  And it’s a tough proposition when you ain’t got capital.”

“I had no idea I was marrying a millionaire.”

“Never you mind, my girl, you shan’t live in a shack long, I promise you.  It’s the greatest country in the world.  We only want three good crops and you shall have a brick house same as you lived in back home.”

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