Now, I want
you should listen 'cause I'm going to tell you jes' how it is n' then
you'll understand. Because I call you a little kind of a--a herro--ine,
that's what I call you."
He wasn't half wrong about that, either. ...
CHAPTER XXVII
SEEN IN THE DARK
So then he told her how it was about the County Fair, which shortly
would open. He told her very gently and kindly how Northvale had been
chosen, because it was the county seat and how he was powerless to change
the plans.
He looked around into her sober face, and sometimes lifted it to his,
and at almost every hope-blighting sentence, asked her if she did not
understand. He told her all about how county fairs are big things,
planned by many men, months and months in advance. And at each pause
and each gently asked question she nodded silently, as if it was all
quite clear and plausible, but her heart was breaking.
"But I'm not going to forget that good turn I owe you, no, siree,"
he added finally as he set her down on the porch, much to Wiggle's
relief. "And I'm coming down the road to pay you a visit n' look over
that refreshment store of yours n' see if I can't make some suggestions
maybe. Now, what do you say to that?"
Pepsy nodded soberly, her thoughts far away.
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