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"And no fetter on your soul," Farwell said so softly that only Boswell heard. "I see," Priscilla childishly wandered on, "such a lovely trail leading, leading where?" "Where, indeed?" Boswell was watching her curiously. "That is the beauty of it! I cannot see beyond the next step. All my life I have tried to keep my yearnings within bounds; now I just follow. It's very, very wonderful.
He came to an abrupt halt, his eyes on Farwell, every muscle tensing. For an instant he resembled a young tiger about to spring. "Oh, Sandy," cried his sister, "what a mess! For goodness sake don't come up here with those muddy moccasins." "Just as you say," drawled young McCrae. "I thought you might want me. Anything I can do for you, sis? Want anything carried in or thrown out?"
The following June Priscilla Glenn graduated. She and John Boswell grew quite merry over the event. "I really can't let you spend anything on me," she said laughingly; "nothing more than the cost of a few flowers. I have the awful weight of debt upon me at the beginning of my career. One hundred dollars to Master Farwell, and " "The funeral expenses of that poor waif you were so interested in!
But certainly with temptation removed, with the routine of a bleak, uninteresting existence his only choice, Farwell was a harmless creature. Gradually he had found solace in the commonplaces that surrounded him. Like a person relieved of mortal agony he was grateful for semi-invalidism.
Under the personal care of Miss Farwell she had rapidly recovered from her terrible experience, both physically and mentally, but the nurse felt that she was not yet strong enough to meet a possible rebuff from the community that, before, had shown itself so reluctant to treat her with any degree whatever of consideration or kindness. The girl's spirit had been cruelly hurt.
Farwell, who, during this long statement, had interspersed legal dignity of term with an occasional lapse into youthful idiom, now spoke with impressive solemnity, "the balance," he said, "one hundred thousand in money and securities, and the house at Scarford, which is valued, I believe, at thirty-five thousand more, she leaves to you, as her only other relative, Captain Dott.
"'I have found her! she cried just at the last, 'and she understands!" "And I did, I did!" sobbed Priscilla. A passerby noticed the sound and paused to look at the two sharply. "Come, come," Farwell implored her; "we will arouse suspicion. Let us get back to to Boswell. I haven't much time, you see. I have promised Pine to be back in ten days. Ten days!" "You promised Pine?"
The man, in his former marriage, had been renowned all up and down tidewater as a rake and a brute, and now it was an exception when he did not have at least one baby on his knee. And he knew, according to Mr. Farwell, more about infant diet than the whole staff of a maternity hospital. At length, as she stared into the darkness, dissolution came upon it.
"The man is Misther Casey Dunne, and the young leddy is Miss Sheila McCrae," Quilty informed him. "I've heard of Dunne," said Farwell, who had done so from York. "Who's the McCrae girl? Is she one of the same bunch?" "Miss McCrae is a leddy," said Quilty, with quiet dignity. "And Casey Dunne is is a dom good friend of mine." The riders drew up at the platform, and Casey Dunne hailed the agent.
"You were just answering a call," said the nurse. "I will not keep you, Doctor." "Not answering a call, just making a visit," he said, "and there is no need at all for me to hurry, Miss Farwell." He led her to the library. "I came to tell you good-bye," she said. "I could not go away without thanking you, Dr. Abbott, for all your kindness to me."