“I don’t know that little Maggie Tilton too well, but I do know she wasn’t meant to be no whore,” Long Bill said. “She was meant to be a wife and she’d make a fine one.” Then, embarrassed by what he had said, he abruptly shut up and rode away. “Amen,” Gus said. “Now you see, Woodrow—the sooner you marry Maggie, the happier the rest of us will be.”
