I did; and, as the last gulp subsided, he said, with a rub of his
old handkerchief over eyes as well as mouth:
"Look a here; I've got a pair a earbobs and a handkercher pin I'm
a goin' to give you, if you'll have them; for you're the very
moral o' Lizy Sylvester, poor Eph's wife: that's why I signalled
you to come over here. They aint much, I guess, but they'll do to
memorize the rebs by."