"If glaring at your back could have killed you, you would have fallen dead when you examined the closet, and bedding, and stove.

She honeyed up when she had to, but she was mad as hops.

I nearly bursted right out when she talked about 'taking time by the fetlock.' I wanted to tell her she looked like she had, and almost got the life kicked out of her doing it, but I thought I'd better not." Kate laughed.

"Yes, I noticed," she said, "but I dared not look at you.

I was afraid you'd laugh.