“How’s doc?”

“He’s doin’ right well. He’s asleep now. Won’t ye ‘light an’ come in?”

“I reckon not. Azalie, she’s been alone all day, an’ I guess she’ll be some ‘feared. Will you put that thar under doc’s pillow whar he kin find hit in the mawnin’? Hit’s a papah he sont me fer. Tell ‘im I reckon hit’s all straight. He kin see. Them people Cassandry was expectin’ from Farington, did they come to-day?”

“Yas, they come. They’re down to Miz Farwell’s.”

“Well, you tell doc ‘at Azalie an’ me, we’ll be here ‘long ‘leven in the mawnin’.”