"Do you think you're too tired—" Val began, and hesitated, seized again with an unaccustomed shyness.
"I'm as fresh as possible."
He turned and looked inquiringly at her.
"I was just thinking how excited An' Jerusha's been about your coming, and—"
"Why, of course; I'll go out and see her a moment."
"May I come, too?" asked Emmie.
"Yes, do." He glanced towards Val, but she turned away an indifferent face. "Come."
He went off with Emmie, leaving Val behind, consumed with longing to go, but feeling as if she were chained to her chair.
"I don't like to see him looking delicate," said John Gano.