5/25 He set there a while after that--I was talkin'' to Blake. I was--" "'S that you, Dell? "What under the shinin' sun's went with him, do yuh s'pose? Man plans and God displans--the poor little tad'll be scairt plumb to death, out all alone in the dark--" "Oh, for heaven's sake shut up!" cried the tortured Little Doctor, and fled past her up the path as though she had some hope of running away from the tormenting thoughts also. |