"There are so many, one cannot be interested in all."
"No; but you are interested in this one."
Silence.
"I say you are interested in Alfred."
"Alfred!" She looked quickly round for the first time since the cow had attracted her attention. Her colour was vivid, and her breath came short. "Alfred a fool!"
"Yes; he's hit--badly hit."
"You don't think him ill?"--in alarm. The colour faded quickly.
"I think him very bad."
"His brain again. Oh, do tell me!"--pleadingly.
"No. He told me all in the front room to-day. It's his heart this time."