At first she was amazed at my outburst, for her earnestness had
prevented her from seeing how truly attractive her little speech had
been. But as I kept on laughing she presently joined me, and together we
raised such a disturbance that Gran'fer hurried out to investigate. I
jumped up and took his hand, and managed to control myself enough to
tell him the cause.
"B' gosh! 'S a good thing S'firy's not here!" he exclaimed, leering from
one to the other with his good-natured eyes twinkling. "She'd 'low you
's bust'n' th' Sabbath, 'n' like 's not 'd 'vite _you_ back to Baldy!"
He poked a crooked finger in my ribs, thrust his middle out and his
shoulders back and gave a series of piercing screeches which I judged
was his way of expressing superlative mirth.