"Wa'n't that just like a man!" she said deprecatingly.
"Just like a man," assented Aunt Jane. "One of them senseless things that comes out all right!"
She sat down comfortably by the bed. "Sometimes I think men don't know any more'n big grampuses—they just go blundering along!" She looked benevolently at the row of faces on the blanket.
[XVI]
Half-way down the corridor Aunt Jane encountered Miss Canfield.
The nurse stopped her with a word. "Mr. Medfield keeps asking for you." She raised her chin a little as she spoke.
Aunt Jane regarded it mildly.
"Anything the matter with him?" she asked.