Doc stayed after it was over and had a talk with Gilson, and of course he got converted, like he always did.
"I had such a good time with Amy Dorrance," said Mrs. Gilson.
The next two days I devoted to a closer acquaintance with Mrs. Gilson.
He was walking through the gate in the Gilson hedge at one minute to four.
The constable, with others, went there, and it was found that Gilson had spoken the truth.
Mrs. Gilson was droning, "I do think Mattie Vincent is so nice."
I'm crazy with this puttering around, trying to woo you and having to woo the entire Gilson tribe.
"How do you do, Aunt Harriet," remarked Mrs. Gilson, with great lack of warmth.
When he knew Peter Judd was dead, Gilson would guess who had killed him.
Claire was the cheerful undertaker, Mrs. Gilson the grief-stricken widow.