She had no proper dress. She said she was wearing her best when she found me and — but — I told her the trousseau was to come later.”

Betty rose with impulsive importance. “Well, James, we’ve so little time, I must go and help her prepare. And you’ll rest now, won’t you, Doctor? You stay up here with him, James, and I’ll find some way of sending your things up.”

“Thar’s Hoyle; he kin he’p a heap. He kin ride the mule an’ tote anything ye like; and Marthy, I reckon ye kin git her up here on my horse — hit’s thar at her place,” said Sally, who had been standing in the doorway, keenly interested.

When they were alone she said to David: “Hit’s a right quare way o’