They're coming now." As I passed out of the gate and through the group of directors I noticed that they also regarded me with interest.

Two, men from neighboring towns whom I scarcely knew, whispered to each other.

Captain Elisha Warren shook hands with me and inquired concerning Mother.

The last of the group was Captain Jedediah Dean, and he touched me on the shoulder.
"Ros," he whispered, "you're all right.

Understand?
I say you're all right." "Thanks," I answered, briefly.
"I heard about it," he whispered.