"Yes. Where's pop-a? Has anything happened?"
"He's got to stay in town to-night. Barb," said the visitor, springing to the ground, "Mr. Fair's just behind. He's only come so's to take me back to my baby."
"Fannie, something's happened!"
"Yes, Barb, dear, come into the house."
About midnight—"Doctor, her head hasn't stopped that motion since it touched the pillow," murmured Fannie. Fair had gone back and brought the physician. But the patient was soon drugged to slumber, and Fannie and Fair started for town to return early in the morning. The doctor and Johanna watched out the night. At dawn Fair rose from a sleepless couch.
At sunrise he could hear no sound through March's door; but as he left the hotel he saw Leggett come up from the train, tap at Garnet's door and go in.
Barbara awoke in a still bliss of brain, yet wholly aware of what had befallen.
"Johanna"—the maid showed herself—"has Miss Fannie gone home?"
"Yass'm. But she comin' back. She be here ve'y soon now, I reckon."
Barbara accepted a small cup of very black coffee. When it was drunk, "Johanna," she said, with slow voice and gentle gaze, "were you in the hotel?"