"I was like that for weeks when my
last dog was run over. The most casual thing would upset me. I lost
two games of cards one afternoon because somebody merely mentioned an
ice wagon."
The Doctor's long, slender fingers drummed absently on the bedspread.
Presently he broke in quite irrelevantly on Mrs. Sequin's steady flow
of talk: "I said chestnut brown, Katherine, they are more of a hazel,
I should say, a deep hazel with considerable fire."
CHAPTER X
The long, summer months dragged their length for Miss Lady, months of
heartache and rebellion, of loneliness and tears. Then came a day
when, without apparent reason, the shadows lifted. She was tramping
across the river flats, with Mike at her heels, when once again she
heard the world singing, and before she knew it an answering song
sprang to her lips.
Uncle Jimpson, plowing near by, looked up and smiled:
"Dat's right, Honey; sounds lak ole times to hear you singin' ag'in. I
was jus' settin' here steddyin' how good I'd feel ef de Cunnel could
come a stompin' 'long an' gimme one of his 'fore-de-war cussin's fer
bein' lazy."
"Oh, Uncle Jimpson, if he could! It seems so long since he left us.
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