Mrs. Giles was unaffectedly shocked.
“I never heard such blasphemious talk.”
“You’ll hear more of it, Marthy, afore you find yourself snug i’ churchyard. They do say as Aggie and Johnny Exton have fixed things up to get married soon as never.”
“I think I hear Mr. Grimshaw’s step,” said Cicely.
Grimshaw came in, carrying his small doctor’s bag. Timothy confronted him, a gaunt, eager man; all trace of apathy had vanished.
“What be the trouble, Doctor?”
“I am not quite certain yet, Farleigh. I shall find out to-night.” He took Farleigh’s arm, pressing it. “We shall fight for her. Go to her. Be as cheerful as possible. For the moment she is rather dazed.”
Timothy went out, followed by Martha.
“Is it typhoid?” asked Cicely breathlessly.
“It may be,” he answered cautiously.