"How could it make me tipsy, Pa? I'm your daughter. Haven't I inherited the steadiest head in Clayton County?"
He almost smiled into her tired face. The whisky was bracing him too. She handed it back to him.
"Now you're going to take another drink and then I am going to take you upstairs and put you to bed."
She caught herself. Why, this was the way she talked to Wade—she should not address her father like this. It was disrespectful. But he hung on her words.
"Yes, put you to bed," she added lightly, "and give you another drink—maybe all the dipper and make you go to sleep. You need sleep and Katie Scarlett is here, so you need not worry about anything. Drink."
He drank again obediently and, slipping her arm through his, she pulled him to his feet "Pork..."
Pork took the gourd in one hand and Ge……
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