"Oh, I suppose your's, and Brent's, and mine, and everybody's."
For awhile the old gentleman appeared to be wrapped in thought. At last he asked:
"When do you leave to see your distant patients?"
"In the morning."
"How far to the east does that duty lead you?"
"Pretty well into the next county."
"If you should locate that place called Sunlight Patch," the Colonel looked up, "and bring him word from his sister to rest for a month, he'd do it!"
Stone slapped himself upon the leg and hopefully announced: "That's the only way to handle him! I want to go there, anyhow, and get a look at that woman!"
"So do I," the old gentleman murmured. "Some day I want to go up there, and take her back nine dollars and the mare; and tell her what her influence has stood for in this valley—better ideals and ways of living!—who can tell how far it reaches!"
"Yes, who can tell!" the doctor softly answered. "It all seems to stand as a sort of product of Sunlight Patch, which will stay with us long after Dale has gone."