“I forbid you to think! I will do the thinking for this family. You knew where to find me. If you had not, you ought to have waited until I got back. I mean what I say!”
He shifted miserably from one foot to the other, and, as she passed him, cleared his dry throat.
“Now, ’spose Mrs. Wayt was to send me out in a hurry?”
“Tell her that you have my orders.”
“Now——”
She looked over her shoulder at him, impatient and contemptuous. He had never seen her so angry with him before. He plucked at the battered brim of an old military cap clutched in one hand. He had found it in the garret, and believed that it became him rarely.
“I was ’bout to say as I hed los’ what I hed——”
“I found it. Not another word! There is no excuse for you!”