He grinned. "Haven't you had enough ground-and-lofty tumbling yet?"
"Oh, I'm game. It's such fools as I that keep you fellows busy; you ought to encourage us."
He smiled dryly. "How long do you expect to be down here?"
The boot was on the other foot, now, and I was amused at his interrogation.
"I have some business to talk over with Miss Fielding," I said. "It depends largely upon her how long I remain."
"H'm!" He went on with his breakfast.
When Miss Fielding came into the room my first glance would have told me that it was Joy herself, even if I had not been given the hint already. As Edna, one would have called her pretty—as Joy she was beautiful. The lines of thought and care had returned to her face, but they did but emphasize the richness and meaning of her character, replacing abandon with subtlety. I watched the doctor's eyes leap at her, and then fall, disappointed. He, too, knew in a glance. He seemed to be surprised as well as disappointed. Leah had evidently not told him, and he had not dared ask. He shrugged his shoulders almost imperceptibly as we both rose to meet her.
"Good morning, doctor!" she said, giving him her hand, smiling. "I've just done a funny thing! Leah told me that you were here, of course, when I waked up, but I forgot it so completely that I've been trying to ring you up on the telephone."
I saw his pale blue eyes grow narrower as he laughed with her. He was pleased. "Well, did you get me?" he said.
"Are there two of you, too?" she returned, and the thing passed off in a general smile.