“Because why?” Lafe intended to get at the root of the matter.
“Too long from the shop! Bobbie needs me,” replied Jinnie.
“I don’t think so, child.... The kid’d be all right with me and Peg.”
“Lafe?” cried Jinnie, standing up and throwing her arms around him.
“You ought to a told me when he spoke of it, Jinnie. I could a fixed it.”
The cobbler smiled, and then laughed.
Once more on the stool in front of him, Jinnie said:
“I’m afraid Mr. King was a little offended.”
“It would a done you a lot of good to get out in the fields––” chided Lafe.
“And the woods, Lafe. I’d taken my fiddle. He asked me to.”