“Yes—ah—yes, of course. Yes, indeed. Are you sure you feel quite well again, Miss Martha?”
“I'm sure. But what did they say when they bought it, Mr. Bangs?”
“Say? Ah, say?... Why, they said—ah—um—they said there was the money and—and I counted it, you know, and—”
“Yes, yes. But didn't they say anything about the stock; about why they bought it, and like that?”
“Why, no... no, I think nothing was—ah—so to speak—ah—said. They—ah—Won't you sit down again, Miss Martha? I think you had better.”
“Sit down! Mr. Bangs, I'm too excited to sit down. I could fly, I think, a good deal easier than I could sit; at least, I feel as if I could. And so they just bought that stock and said nothing more than that? Just bought it?”
“Yes—ah—yes, that's it. They—ah—bought it, you know.”
“It seems strange. What did your cousin say?”
“Ah—my cousin? Cousin Gussie, you mean. Yes, yes, of course. Oh, he said—ah—all sorts of things.”
“Did he? About the stock?”