Mother has a good many new-fashioned notions nowadays." He laughed--a mellow, genial laugh; more in the spirit of apology than of criticism.
"And you don't want to go ?" she asked, her eyes fixed on his.
"Want to go?
No, why should I?
There would be nobody to look after the people here if I went away.

You don't want me to leave, do you ?" he added suddenly in an anxious tone.
"Nobody does, doctor," she replied, parrying the question, her face flushing with pleasure.
Here Martha entered the room hurriedly and bending over Jane's shoulder, whispered something in her ear.

The doctor straightened himself and leaned back out of hearing.
"Well, but I don't think she will take cold," Jane whispered in return, looking up into Martha's face.

"Has she anything around her ?" "Yes, your big red cloak; but the child's head is bare and there's mighty little on her neck, and she ought to come in.

The wind's begun to blow and it's gettin' cold." "Where is she ?" Jane continued, her face showing her surprise at Martha's statement.
"Out by the gate with that dare-devil.