"All right," answered his wife. She turned back her niece. "You'd better hurry and get yourself ready, young lady. We'll talk about this later."
Dorothy started to leave, then hesitated for a moment. "Auntie Em, could I stay home today?"
Aunt Em looked surprised, for Dorothy usually looked forward to market day.
"Are you feeling poorly?" she asked, putting her hand on the girl's forehead.
"I'm just a little tired," Dorothy replied weakly. "I don't think I'm quite up to walking around all day."
Aunt Em looked again at Uncle Henry who just shrugged his shoulders.
"Well ... all right," said Aunt Em. "But I want you to rest. Now, don't leave the house. We'll be home around eight, I expect."
After Dorothy went inside, Aunt Em began to help Uncle Henry with his collar. He could see by the expression on Aunt Em's face that she was very much concerned.
"Aw, don't worry, Em," he said. "The girl's been through quite an ordeal, with that twister an' all. She'll be fine bye an' bye. She just needs plenty of rest."
"But she looks so pale," replied Aunt Em. "And what about the strange stories?"