“What does ail you, Daniel?” she asked anxiously. “Why don't you eat?”
“Hey? Oh, I don't know, Serena. Don't feel hungry, somehow.”
“Well, it's the first time you haven't been hungry since you came back to Trumet. I was beginning to think Azuba and I couldn't get enough for you TO eat. And now, all at once, you're not hungry. What does ail you?”
“Ail me? Nothin' ails me.”
“Don't you feel well?”
“Never felt better in my life. Don't believe I ever felt quite so good.”
“You act awfully queer.”
“Do I? Don't you worry about me, Serena. My appetite'll be back all right by dinner time. You want to lay in an extra stock for dinner. I'll probably eat you out of house and home then. Better figure on as much as if you was goin' to have company. Ain't that so, Zuba?”
He winked at the housekeeper. His wife noticed the wink.
“What is it?” she demanded. “There's something going on that I don't know about. Are you and Azuba planning some sort of surprise?”