Beforenighttheywereathomeagain：WillieinhighdelightatalittlerattlingpaperwindmillthatMichaelhadboughtforhiminthestreet，andstrivingtoimitatethisnewsoundwithperpetualbuzzings。Michael，too，lookedpleased。Susanknewthelook，althoughafterwardssherememberedthathehadtriedtoveilitfromher，andhadassumedagraveappearanceofsorrowwheneverhecaughthereye。Heputuphishorse；for，althoughhehadthreemilesfurthertogo，themoonwasup——thebonnyharvest-moon——andhedidnotcarehowlatehehadtodriveonsucharoadbysuchalight。
AfterthesupperwhichSusanhadpreparedforthetravellerswasover，Peggywentup-stairstoseeWilliesafeinbed；forhehadtohavethesamecaretakenofhimthatalittlechildoffouryearsoldrequires。
MichaeldrewneartoSusan。
\"Susan，\"saidhe，\"ItookWilltoseeDr。Preston，atKendal。He’sthefirstdoctorinthecounty。Ithoughtitwerebetterforus——foryou——toknowatoncewhatchancetherewereforhim。\"
\"Well！\"saidSusan，lookingeagerlyup。Shesawthesamestrangeglanceofsatisfaction，thesameinstantchangetoapparentregretandpain。\"Whatdidhesay？\"saidshe。\"Speak！can’tyou？\"