“Miss Barnes said,” again it was Sandy who spoke, “that perhaps we might get some pine from the little grove. That your mother liked it.”
“Miss Barnes? Is she back? Does she know?”
“We told her. She is coming right over.”
Baldy drove Jane in his little car. As she entered she seemed to bring the light in with her. She illumined the house like a torch.
She walked swiftly towards Evans, and held out her hand. “My dear, I am so sorry.”
“I thought you were at Grass Hills.”
“We came back unexpectedly.”
“I am so glad—you came.”
He was having a bad time with his voice. He could not go on....
Jane spoke to the boys. “Did you ask him about the pine branches? Just those, and roses from the garden, Evans.”