All his ideas, his plans, and his hopes had been turned bottom up, and Johnny was working over the wreck.
She sat and watched him from the ledge one day, and wondered why he did not act more pleased when he walked down toward the corral and discovered his airplane all repaired, just exactly as good as it had been before.

He stood there looking at it with the same apathetic gloom in his bearing that had marked him ever since he was able to be out of bed.

Mary V thought he might at least show a little gratitude--not to herself, but toward her dad, because he had kept Bland and had paid him to repair the machine for Johnny, when Johnny was too sick to know anything about it--too sick even to hear the noise of it when Bland tried out the motor--and the nurse was so afraid it would disturb "her patient." She saw her dad stroll down that way, and stop and look at the airplane with Johnny.

Johnny seemed to be asking a few questions.

But they did not talk five minutes until Johnny went off by himself to the bunk house, and stayed there.