"Stop," she almost screamed. "I'd rather have him lie in a faint for an hour than have you speak so about him."
Without noticing her, he threw another jet of water and David stirred, drew a deep breath and opened his eyes. They touched the sky, the wagon, the nearby sage, and then Susan's face. There they rested, recognition slowly suffusing them.
"What happened?" he said in a husky voice.
"Fainted, that was all," said Courant.
David closed his eyes.
"Oh, yes, I remember now."
Susan bent over him.
"You frightened me so!"
"I'm sorry, Missy, but it made me sick—the leg and those awful cries."
Courant emptied the dipper on the ground.