Poor Maria! I guess it's the first and only offer she
ever received, and it's just turned her head."
"But what DO those two see in each other?" cried Trina. "Zerkow is a
horror, he's an old man, and his hair is red and his voice is gone, and
then he's a Jew, isn't he?"
"I know, I know; but it's Maria's only chance for a husband, and she
don't mean to let it pass. You know she isn't quite right in her head,
anyhow. I'm awfully sorry for poor Maria. But I can't see what Zerkow
wants to marry her for. It's not possible that he's in love with Maria,
it's out of the question. Maria hasn't a sou, either, and I'm just
positive that Zerkow has lots of money."
"I'll bet I know why," exclaimed Trina, with sudden conviction; "yes,
I know just why. See here, Miss Baker, you know how crazy old Zerkow is
after money and gold and those sort of things."
"Yes, I know; but you know Maria hasn't----"
"Now, just listen. You've heard Maria tell about that wonderful service
of gold dishes she says her folks used to own in Central America; she's
crazy on that subject, don't you know. She's all right on everything
else, but just start her on that service of gold plate and she'll talk
you deaf.
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