"She 's coming round all right—the blood 's turning in her nails." She took both my hands to rub them.
I opened my eyes then, and heard her say: "Eyes different."
Then she lifted my head on her arm and fed me the cocoa spoonful by spoonful.
"Thank you, I 'm better now," I said; my voice sounded natural to myself, and I made an effort to sit up. "I 'm so sorry I 've made you all this trouble—"
"Don't talk about trouble, child; you lay back against those pillows and rest you. I 'll be back in a little while." She left the room.
II
When she returned, shortly after, I had regained my strength. She found me with my hat on and sitting in the rocking-chair. The woman drew up her own, and began in a matter-of-fact voice:
"Now we 'll proceed to business. I 've been thinking like chain lightning ever since that clap of thunder, and I can tell you the storm 's cleared up more 'n the air. I ain't the kind to dodge round much when there 's business on hand. Straight to the point is the best every time; so I may as well tell you that this place,"—she held out the advertisement,—"is made for you and you for the place, even if you ain't quite so strong as you might be."
I felt the tension in my face lessen. I was about to speak, but the woman put out her hand, saying: