I tasted it , and then threw it down to Julius Caesar . Julius Caesar , not being over particular , ate it up . I thought perhaps it would kill him , for anything might come of eating such a concoction . That pie was a strong argument for Isaac . I thought a man who had to live on such cookery did indeed need a wife and might be pardoned for taking desperate measures to get one . I was dreadfully tired of broiling on the roof anyhow . But it was the thunderstorm that decided me . When I saw it coming up , black and quick , from the northwest , I gave in at once . I had endured a good deal and was prepared to endure more ; but I had paid ten dollars for my hat and I was not going to have it ruined by a thunderstorm . I called to Isaac and out he came . `` If you will let us down and promise to dispose of that dog before I come here I will marry you , Isaac , '' I said , `` but I 'll make you sorry for it afterwards , though . '' `` I 'll take the risk of that , Anne , '' he said ; `` and , of course , I 'll sell the dog . I wo n't need him when I have you . '' Isaac meant to be complimentary , though you might n't have thought so if you had seen the face of that dog . Isaac ordered Julius Caesar away and put up the ladder , and turned his back , real considerately , while we climbed down . We had to go in his house and stay till the shower was over . I did n't forget the object of our call and I produced our subscription list at once . `` How much have you got ? '' asked Isaac . `` Seventy dollars and we want a hundred and fifty , '' I said .
`` You may put me down for the remaining eighty , then , '' said XXXXX calmly .
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