He flushed, and his eyes shone.
“I like that bonnet, Virginia. At first I thought I couldn’t like anything but the big hat, but this shows your hair. It’s like sunshine to-day.”
She laughed.
“My hat was a thousand years old! This is brand-new—I trimmed it.”
“I wish I could do anything so well,” he said in a tone of real regret. “I couldn’t.”
“Not even a speech to the jury?”
She laughed a little tremulously. Something in Daniel always touched her. She supposed it was his accident.
“Any one can address a jury,” he replied, “but no one but you could trim that bonnet, Virginia.”
“If you praise it so much, I shall never take it off.” She laughed again, but her eyes grew very grave and kind. “Dan, I heard you speak in court yesterday.”
He was startled.