Clergy -- Fiction; Iowa -- Fiction; Mississippi River Valley -- Fiction
“I don't think we have ever met, Mr. Dean,” he said, extending his hand,
“but of course I feel as if I knew you--everyone does. Alice told you
I want to marry her. Well, I do. I suppose I should have spoken to you
before I spoke to her--that's the right way, isn't it?--but I didn't
think of that until afterward. I asked her sooner than I meant. I made
up my mind I'd wait a year--in another year I'll have saved enough to
begin housekeeping right--but it came out of itself, almost. I liked her
so much I just couldn't help it; I guess that's the answer.”
“Yes, Alice told me you had asked her,” said David. “She also told me
she had accepted.”
“Yes,” said Lanny, taking the chair David indicated. “I can't tell you,
Mr. Dean, how much I think of her--how much--well, I never thought for
a minute she would have me. Or, I did and I didn't. I thought she would,
but I didn't believe it would be true. Of course she liked me, but a
dominie's daughter, and she's such a nice girl--”
“You felt she was not in your class, is that it?” said David.
“That's it,” said Lanny with relief. “You know I tended bar once.”
“So I have heard,” said David.
“That was a mistake,” said Lanny, “and I'm glad I got sick of it when I
did. It's no business for a man in a town like this, or any town, if he
wants to be anybody. If you can't be a preacher or a lawyer or a doctor
you've got to be in business. I'm going to get into business as soon
as I can. I think there's room in this town for a good job office--job
printing. A live man ought to make good money. That's what I have in
mind--an up-to-date job office--as soon as I can raise the money. I'm
doing pretty well now,” he added, and he mentioned his wage. “I can
support a wife on that.”
David nodded. He had had no idea compositors were so well paid. He was
constantly being surprised to learn how many men in the trades were
receiving more than he himself was paid.
“Yes,” said Lanny, returning to what seemed uppermost in his mind, “you
hit it when you said Alice was not in my class.”
“But I did not say that,” said David. “I only formulated your own
thought for you.”
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