Chapter 27

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌⁠The Grin Derisive

"I like your ma," said Anderson to Wicker, later in the evening. "She's a perfect lady. Doggone, it's a relief to see a rich woman that knows how to be a lady. She ain't a bit stuck up an' yet she's a reg'lar aristocrat. Did I ever tell you about what happened to Judge Courtwright's wife? No? Well, it was a long time ago, right here in Tinkletown. The judge concluded this would be