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"When do you think you will get off, Giff?" she said. "I'm not quite sure," he answered; he was sitting on one of the lower steps, and leaning on his elbow in the grass, so that he might see her face. "I suppose it will take a fortnight to arrange everything." "I'm sorry for that," Lois said, disappointedly. "I thought you would go in a few days."
I'm sure there were others, who would have made him happier, and been quite as good housekeepers, too." Miss Ruth mentioned her suspicion of the "nice girl in Lockhaven" to Lois, while Miss Deborah added that it was really no pleasure to cook for dear Giff; he was so out of spirits he didn't seem to care for anything; he did not even eat the whigs, and Lois knew how fond he was of whigs.
Lois went silently out of the room, her heart overflowing with love for her cousin, and added rage at the man who had come between them. She found Gifford walking about in the hall down-stairs, and, forgetful of her father's injunction, she went quickly up to him, trembling with excitement, and half sobbing. "Giff oh, Giff that man, that John Ward, has sent Helen back!
"You know I couldn't help it, Giff," she ended. But he did not speak. "It wasn't wrong," she said. "You see how it was, you don't think it was wrong?" "Yes, I do, Lois," he answered. "Oh!" she cried; and then, "But you made me!" "I?" he exclaimed, bewildered. And then she told him how his acknowledgment of her fault drove her into a desire for atonement.
You're just like my brother. Oh, do please let us forget all this, and let's be just as we used to be." "We cannot," he said gently. "But I won't make you unhappy; I won't speak if you tell me to be silent." "Indeed, I do tell you to be silent," she said, in a relieved tone. "I could not, Giff. So we'll just forget it. Promise me you will forget it?" He shook his head, with a slow smile.
Lois began to feel with Dick the freedom and friendliness which had once been only for Gifford. "Why couldn't Giff have been like this?" she thought; yet she did not say that she and Mr. Forsythe were like "brother and sister," for she was always conscious of a possibility in their friendship; but it was enough that Mr. Forsythe was very interesting, and that that summer, life was very delightful.
Josler, the general superintendent, would say; and if you followed his accent it would take you right back to the heart of Germany: "Giff me a goot conductor, an' I git over the roat." No need to ask where he came from.
"Oh, there you are, dear Giff," she cried; "we were just looking for you. Pray, how is Mr. Denner?" Gifford's serious face answered her without words, and none of the group spoke for a moment. Then Gifford said, "It cannot last much longer. You see, he suffers very much at night; it doesn't seem as though he could live through another."
Na, na! when I was in that way I played at giff- gaff with the officers: here a cargo taen vera weel, that was their luck; there another carried clean through, that was mine; na, na! hawks shouldna pike out hawks' een. 'And this Colonel Mannering? said Brown.
She looked sharply at her niece as she spoke. "I remember him," Lois said. "I saw Gifford shake him once; 'he was too little to lick, he said." "I'm afraid Gifford is very rough and unmannerly sometimes," Mrs. Dale said. "But then, those Woodhouse girls couldn't be expected to know how to bring up a big boy." "I don't think Giff is unmannerly," cried Lois. "Well, not exactly," Mrs.
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