midday
Once in a while the Vicomtesse would look up at me swiftly , when I paused , and then go on with her work again . I told her of Temple Bow , and how I had run away ; of Polly Ann and Tom , of the Wilderness Trail and how I shot Cutcheon , of the fight at Crab Orchard , of the life in Kentucky , of Clark and his campaign . Of my doings since ; how I had found Nick and how he had come to New Orleans with me ; of my life as a lawyer in Louisville , of the conventions I had been to . The morning wore on to midday , and I told her more than I believed it possible to tell any one . When at last I had finished a fear grew upon me that I had told her too much . Her fingers still stitched , her head was bent and I could not see her face , -- only the knot of her hair coiled with an art that struck me suddenly . Then she spoke , and her voice was very low .