But only the few remaining garden flowers were witness to the lovers ' indiscretion , and they kept their own counsel after the manner of flowers , so Selena 's feelings were mercifully spared this further outrage . That evening Jed drove slowly away through the twilight , mounted for the last time on the tin-wagon . He was so happy that he bore no grudge against even Selena Ford . As the pony climbed the poplar hill Jed drew a long breath and freed his mind to the surrounding landscape and to his faithful and slow-plodding steed that had been one of the main factors in this love affair , having patiently carried him to and from the abode of his lady-love throughout the summer just passed . Jedediah was as brimful of happiness as mortal man could be , and his rosy thoughts flowed forth in a kind of triumphant chant which would have driven Selena stark distracted had she been within hearing distance . What he said too was but a poor expression of what he thought , but to the trees and fields and pony he chanted , `` Well , this is romance . What else would you call it now ? Me , poor , scared to speak -- and Mattie ups and does it for me , bless her . Yes , I 've been longing for romance all my life , and I 've got it at last . None of your commonplace courtships for me , I always said . Them was my very words . And I guess this has been a little uncommon -- I guess it has . Anyhow , I 'm uncommon happy . I never felt so romantic before . Get up , my nag , get up . '' The Tryst of the White Lady `` I wisht ye 'd git married , Roger , '' said Catherine Ames . `` I 'm gitting too old to work -- seventy last April -- and who 's going to look after ye when I 'm gone . Git married , b ` y -- git married . '' Roger Temple winced . His aunt 's harsh , disagreeable voice always jarred horribly on his sensitive nerves .
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