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"that you are Union now. If you're Union why do you bother?"
"Do you suppose those little things could make me like this?" says Evelyn. "Union—rebel! What are they now? My God!"
"They use' to be a lot," kind of smiles Jon, and in a nice soft voice. "And, if it's so that you are still rebel—"
She flings up her hands and just goes on.
"It's—Dave—Dave—Dave!"
Jon thinks she's gone crazy, and tries to quiet her, and Dave comes in singing:
"'Dear Evelina,
Sweet Evelina
My love for you can never, never die—'"
This seemed to make her wilder yet.
She starts to run away.
"Jonthy," says I, "do you mind what she said we should do when the devil got her?"
Jon nods, kind of smiling.
"Well, here goes," says I, "Jonthy, follow her instructions. Come on!"
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