"Why can't I get to sleep?"
("Did Will put the cat out?")
"I wonder what this medicine show is like?"
"What is the matter with these people?"
("Or is it me?")
She reached down, pulled the blankets from under her, spread them carefully over the sleeping Kennicott, patting them down affectionately.
The next day she learned what the medicine show was like. She also learned what was the matter with the pilgrims.
III
Morning.
A fog horn.