“Of course she did,” returned Brooks coolly. “I’ve just got her note.”
“What?” ejaculated the three men together. “Mrs. Wade comin’?”
“Certainly! Why shouldn’t she? And it would do YOU good to come too, and shake the limp dampness out o’ you,” returned Brooks, as he quietly remounted his horse and cantered away.
“Darned ef I don’t think he’s got his eye on the widder,” said Johnson faintly.