"But won't she be glad when I tell her," said David. "I came down to see if you had decided about it, and I find it all arranged."
"And me in tears," added Phœbe, her natural poise and good humor again restored. "Tell Mother Bab I am coming up soon to tell her about it."
So, in happier mood, she walked beside David, down the green lane to the road, across the road to her own gate.
"So you come once!" Aunt Maria greeted her.
"Oh, I forgot your pennyroyal! I'll go get it."
"Never mind. You stayed so long I went over to the field near the barn and got some. But you look like you've been cryin', Phœbe. Did you and Phares have a fall-out?"
"No."
"You and David, then?"
"No—please don't ask me—it's nothing."
"Well, there ain't no man in shoe leather worth cryin' about, I can tell you that. They just laugh at your cryin'."
