“Yes, ma’am.”
Mrs. Varney rang the bell on the instant. The two watched each other intently, and in a moment old Martha appeared at the door.
“Did you-all ring, ma’am?”
“Yes,” said Mrs. Varney; “I want some one to send to the hospital.”
“Luthah is out heah, ma’am.”
“Luther? He’s too small, I don’t want a boy.”
“Well, den, Jonas——”
“Yes, Jonas will do; tell him to come in here immediately.”
“Yas’m.”
“Perhaps you had better sit down, Mrs. Varney,” said Arrelsford; “and if you will permit me, I will stand back by the front window yonder.”