"I guess you're wrong this time," said Doctor Gordon, laughing. "Come, Elliot, it is time for breakfast, and we have to drive to Wardville afterward for that fever case."
James followed Gordon into the dining-room. Clemency said good morning almost rudely, then she hid her face behind the coffee-urn. Gordon glanced at her and smiled tenderly, but the girl did not see it. James never looked her way at all. She turned the coffee with apparent concentration. She did not dare look at either of the two men. She had never felt so disturbedly happy and so shy. She had not slept all night, she was so agitated with happiness, but this morning she showed no traces of sleeplessness. There was an unwonted color on her little fair face, and her blue eyes were like jewels under her drooping lids.
They were nearly through breakfast when the door which led into the kitchen was abruptly thrown open, and Aaron stood there. In his hand he flourished dramatically a great streaming mass of black. "Told you so," he [pg 141] observed with a certain triumph. The others stared at him.
"What on earth is that?" asked Gordon.
"That new horse's tail; it comes off," replied Aaron with brevity. Then he chewed.
"Comes off?"
Aaron nodded, still chewing.
Gordon rose from the table saying something under his breath.
"That ain't all," said Aaron, still with an air of sly triumph.
"What else, for Heaven's sake?" cried Gordon.