"What made you, Sabrina? What made you?"
Sabrina hesitated.
"Well," she said, at length, "I guess I got kinder startled. Deacon Tolman run in an' told what kind of doin's there was goin' to be to-morrow. He was full of it, an' he blurted it all out to once."
"About Senator Gilman coming?"
"Yes."
"And their trimming up the hall for him to speak in, and his writing on it was his boyhood's home and he shouldn't die happy unless he'd come back and seen it once more?"
"Yes. That's about it."
"Well," said Clelia, in slow wonder, "I don't see what there was about that to give anybody a heart-spell."
Sabrina looked at her for a moment in sharp questioning, followed by relief.
"No," she said softly, "no. But I guess I got kinder startled."