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Dexter's face at the window, and passed on with her image freshened in his heart, that he called in at the Ardens', after an unusually long absence, to spend an evening.
A sunbeam danced on the stair, where, according to Doctor Dexter's recollection, no sunbeam had ever dared to dance before. Ah, it, was good to have the boy at home! "Miss Mehitable," observed Doctor Dexter, after a pause, "is like the poor always with us. I seldom get to a patient who is really in danger before she does.
A dreary prospect, but not half so dreary as Dexter's spirits, as he thought of what was to come. If ever boy felt miserable, he did that next morning, for they were all going back to Coleby. The romantic adventure was at an end, and he was like a prisoner. Why had he left the doctor's? What had he gained by it but misery and wretchedness.
In a moment Dexter's arms were about her neck, and he was clinging to her with passionate energy, sobbing now wildly, while the doctor got up and walked to the window for a few moments. "There, there," said Helen gently, as she pressed the boy down into his seat, and kissed him once again, after seeing that her father's back was turned. "That's all over now. Come, papa."
Dexter's first thought was that Bob would jump up and begin to bully him for going to sleep. But Bob was sleeping heavily, and the bump, the fall, and the rocking of the boat only acted as a lullaby to his pleasant dreams. And then it seemed that a tree on the bank a tall poplar was very much plainer than he had seen any tree before that night.
Macallan followed her easily, knowing the place; and I walked in Mrs. Macallan's footsteps as closely as I could. "This is a nice family," my mother-in-law whispered to me. "Dexter's cousin is the only woman in the house and Dexter's cousin is an idiot." We entered a spacious hall with a low ceiling, dimly lighted at its further end by one small oil-lamp.
Macallan secured his Diary from observation; that he inferred therefrom the existence of dangerous domestic secrets in the locked-up pages; and that he speculated on using those secrets for his own purpose when he caused the false keys to be made. "Second Question: To what motive are we to attribute Miserrimus Dexter's interference with the sheriff's officers, on the day when they seized Mr.
"The school-teaching bee?" laughed the girl. "Yep. He'd been for his certif'cate. He's been writin' to the Poketown committee." "But but he isn't much more than a boy himself, is he?" "They tell me he's been through college. Must be a smart youngster for, as you say, he's nothin' but a kid." "I didn't say that!" cried Janice, in some little panic, for she knew Dexter's proneness to gossip.
Well, as you are determined to try the experiment, it can do you no harm to know a little more of Dexter's character and temperament than you know now. Suppose we apply for information to somebody who can help us?" I started, and looked round the room. He made me do it he spoke as if the person who was to help us was close at our elbows. "Don't be alarmed," he said.
Macallan announced, in her sharply satirical way, that we had reached the end of our journey. "Prince Dexter's Palace, my dear," she said. "What do you think of it?" I looked around me, not knowing what to think of it, if the truth must be told. We had got out of the carriage, and we were standing on a rough half-made gravel-path.
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