"Don't run over me!" called the doctor, ironically, and, with Sofia still leading, they swung into the yard.
Mattie went in with the doctor, while Allen looked after both horses. They found Chapman attending Wallace, who lay in a dazed quiet—conscious, but not definitely aware of material things.
The doctor looked his patient over carefully. Then he asked, "Who is the yoong mon?"
"He's been teaching here, or, rather, preaching."
"When did this coom on?"
"Last night. Wound up a big revival last night, I believe. Kind o' caved in, I reckon."
"That's all. Needs rest. He'll be wearin' a wood jacket if he doosna leave off preachin'."
"Regular jamboree. I couldn't stop him. One of these periodical neighborhood 'awakenings,' they call it."
"They have need of it here, na doot."
"Well, they need something—love for God—or man."