The moon was rising; by its light he made his way back to Cajo's cabin near the branch.
"Cajo?"
Cajo came out. He was astonished to see the Doctor.
"I came over to speak to Mr. Spenser a moment, Cajo. Has he gone, then?"
"Yes, sah; went haffen 'nour ago."
"Ah, earlier than he intended, I conjecture. But I dare say some one else has been over from East Angels this evening?" The Doctor used the word "evening" as "afternoon."
"No, sah; no one." And Cajo spoke the truth; neither he nor Juana had been at the "big house" when Margaret came, and they had not seen her go away. But the Doctor of course was not thinking of Margaret.
"Ah,—very possibly Mr. Spenser strolled over again in our direction, then; I was occupied, and shouldn't have seen him."
"No, sah, he ain't gwine nowhar; he come home befo' fibe, en here he stay twel he start."
"It's of no consequence, though I thought I should have been in time. I hope you have persevered, Cajo, in the use of that liniment I sent you for your lame arm?"