Diane’s eyes kindled with the look of one who visions far-off glories.
“I would gladly go with him!”
There was a little pause, and then Fanny spoke with an effort.
“I hadn’t thought of that. Of course you could, Di, you’re so heroic! You measure up to all this great endeavor. That’s what I told him just now.”
“You told him? Where did you see him, Fanny?”
“I met him as I came past the Gerry house. He and the doctor were just coming out together, and I congratulated him.”
Diane stopped her play with the bric-à-brac and stood with one hand still on the tallest vase, looking down on the top of Fanny’s big hat.
“Was he with Dr. Gerry this morning? How did he manage in the snow, I wonder? Did they have the sleigh?”
Fanny looked up, and their eyes met.
“He said he knew very little about the storm. He spent the night with Dr. Gerry.”