I'm disgusted, that's what I am." "YOU'RE disgusted! What about, me ?" I had listened to as much of this little domestic disagreement as I cared to hear.
"Wait a minute," I said.

"What is all this?
Who has been here to see Mother ?" Both answered at once.
"That Colton girl," cried Lute.
"That Mabel Colton," said Dorinda.
"Miss Colton?
She has been here?
this afternoon." "Um-hm," Dorinda nodded emphatically.

"She stayed in your ma's room 'most an hour." "'Twas fifty-three minutes," declared Lute.

"I timed her by the clock.
And she fetched a great, big bouquet.

Comfort says she--" I waited to hear no more, but went into Mother's room.