Get up , my nag , get up . I ai n't one to persoom on her kindness neither ; I know my place . But still , say what you will , it 's romantic -- this sitooation . This is it . Here I be , loving the ground she walks on , as I 've always done , and I ca n't let on that I do because I 'm a poor ne'er - do-well as ai n't fit to look at her , an independent woman with property . And she 's a-showing kindness to me for old times ' sake , and piercing my heart all the time , not knowing . Why , it 's romance with a vengeance , that 's what it is . Get up , my nag , get up . '' Thereafter Jed called at the Adams place every week . Generally he stayed to tea . Mattie always bought something of him to colour an excuse . Her kitchen fairly glittered with new tinware . She gave Selena the overflow by way of heaping coals of fire . After every visit Jedediah held stern counsel with himself and decided that he must not call to see Mattie again -- at least , not for a long time ; then he must not stay to tea . He would struggle with himself all the way down the poplar hill -- not without a comforting sense of the romance of the struggle -- but it always ended the same way . He turned in under the willows and clinked musically into Mattie 's yard . At least , the rattle of the tin-wagon sounded musically to Mattie . Meanwhile , Selena watched from her window and raged . Amberley people shrugged their shoulders when gossip noised the matter abroad . But , being good-humoured in the main , they forebore to do more than say that Mattie Adams was free to make a goose of herself if it pleased her , and that Jed Crane was n't such a fool as he looked .
The XXXXX farm was one of the best in Amberley , and it had not grown any poorer under Mattie 's management .
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