“He 'lowed he'd be back in about an hour or so.”
“How long has he been gone? Maybe I'll get some information after a while.”
Mary longed to speak. Why hadn't she done so at first. If she thrust herself in now it would make her out an eavesdropper. But this was unbearable. She opened her mouth to speak when the old man answered.
“He's been gone over an hour now, I reckon.”
“Then he'll soon be back. Will you be there when he comes?”
“Yes ma'am.”
“Then tell him to come up to Mrs. Dorlan's.”
“To Mrs. Who's?”
“Mrs. Dorlan's.”
“I didn't ketch the name.”