"That's about it, I think," said Joe Mixet, turning to the grandfather. "I don't think there was ever anything much more straightforward than that. You know, I know, Miss Ruby knows all about John Crumb. John Crumb didn't come to Bungay yesterday,--nor yet the day before. There's been a talk of five hundred pounds, Mr. Ruggles." Mr. Ruggles made a slight gesture of assent with his head. "Five hundred pounds is very comfortable; and added to what John has will make things that snug that things never was snugger. But John Crumb isn't after Miss Ruby along of her fortune."
"Nohow's," said the lover, shaking his head and still standing upright with his hands by his side.

"That's about it, I think," said Joe Mixet, turning to the grandfather. "There's been a talk of five hundred pounds, Mr. Ruggles." Mr. Ruggles made a slight nod. "Five hundred pounds is very comfortable; and added to what John has, will make things snug. But John Crumb isn't after Miss Ruby along of her fortune."
"Nohow's," said the lover, shaking his head.
