Wils has had a long, hard pull this winter.

My nursin' an' your letters have saved his life.

He's well, now, but that long, dark spell of mind left its shadow on him.

He's morbid." "What does he--want to see me--for ?" asked Columbine, tremulously.
There were tears in her eyes.

"It'll only cause more pain--make matters worse." "Reckon I don't agree with you.