He's there now.

He's the company I said I had, Mrs.Thankful." Hannah stared at her.

Imogene returned the gaze coolly, blandly and with a serene air of confident triumph.
"Perhaps you'd better come out and see him, ma'am," she went on.
"He--we, that is--have got somethin' to tell you.

The rest can come, too, if they want to," she added.

"It's nothin' we want to keep from you." Hannah Parker pushed by her and rushed for the kitchen.