“John!” The doctor turned upon him where he slunk into a corner. John hung his head. Betsy laughed almost joyously.
It was she who answered the doctor’s look.
“He couldn’t git along without me.”
She smiled at John, and John smiled back. The doctor caught them at this.
“In the army?” he asked John.
“Yes,” came from the corner.
“Private?”
“Captain.”
“Oh!—”
He remembered him then. He turned and looked at him.