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Noah Jones behaved vert well, and agreed to all the arrangements that were made for the benefit of my daughter. He agreed to continue the work, and pay every six months into the Central Bank of New York that part of the net profits which belonged to the infant. Alas! he never made the first payment. My daughter took passage in the 'Cynthia' in order to join me.
When he had gone Cynthia drew a long breath, and shivered as though some evil thing had threatened or touched her in passing, but an hour later she was thankful her sudden impulse had led her to accept Crothers' offer, for the wind changed and brought from its new quarter a biting warning of winter.
When William Wetherell and Cynthia had reached the last turn in the road in Northcutt's woods, quarter of a mile from Coniston, they met the nasal Mr. Samuel Price driving silently in the other direction. The word "silently" is used deliberately, because to Mr. Price appertained a certain ghostlike quality of flitting, and to Mr. Price's horse and wagon likewise.
Worthington was not mentioned, and for this, at least, Cynthia drew along breath of relief, though Ephraim was of the opinion that the first citizen should have been scored as he deserved, and held up to the contempt of his fellow-townsmen.
"I reckon you will do nothin' like that! Ole Miss will be good for mos' the mornin' an' I'se goin' to patch up the libry. If ole Miss takes a fancy to that-er-room, she goin' to have what she wants! If she wants to pick 'long o' the hearthstone, she is goin' to do that; I'll loosen it up." "I will watch her to-night, then!" Cynthia said, "and I'll be back right early this evening, Sally."
"Cynthia," came a shrill voice, "do make haste, I am positively starving." "Guess you'd better lose Simmonds," breathed the girl, and an unaccountable fluttering of her heart induced a remarkably high color in her cheeks when she sped up the steps of the hotel and entered the brilliantly-lighted atrium.
"It might be." "Then Miss Vane will be the heiress. She and Mr. Lepel " He hesitated for a moment, and Cynthia looked up. "Miss Vane is going to marry Mr. Evandale father. She is not engaged to Mr. Lepel now." "Oh! Not engaged to Mr. Lepel now? Then what the dickens," said Westwood very deliberately, "did you and Mr. Lepel quarrel about, I should like to know?" "I can't tell you, father.
"We only know from the novels," he answered. "Perhaps people do, oftener than is ever known. I don't see why they shouldn't." "No." "I've never wished to be sure of you so much as since you've wished to be sure of yourself." "And I've never been so sure as since you were willing to let me," said Cynthia. "I am glad of that.
Sherman and drove away to Brampton, thinking of many things. "S-Steve's a good man," said Jethro. "C-come up here from Brampton to see your father did he?" "Yes," answered Cynthia, "he is very kind." She was about to tell Jethro what a strange difference this visit had made in her father's spirits, but some instinct kept her silent.
"Too bad!" she began. "Where are the matches, Cynthia? I handed them to you. We can light our way out by them." Cynthia produced the box from the pocket of her sweater and opened it. "Mercy! There are only three left!" she cried, feeling round in it. "Never mind. They will light us out of this room and through the hall to the cellar stairs. When we get there the window will guide us."
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