“Well,” Mrs. Hale mused, “in such a storm I suppose he felt he couldn’t do less than take you in—but I guess it went hard with Ethan. I don’t believe but what you’re the only stranger has set foot in that house for over twenty years. He’s that proud he don’t even like his oldest friends to go there; and I don’t know as any do, any more, except myself and the doctor...”
“You still go there, Mrs. Hale?” I ventured.
“I used to go a good deal after the accident, when I was first married; but after awhile I got to think it made ‘em feel worse to see us. And then one thing and another came, and my own troubles... But I generally make out to drive over there round about New Year’s, and once in the summer. Only I always try to pick a day when Ethan’s off somewheres. It’s bad enough to see the tw
