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There is only one way out of it, Jess, and you know what that is. You must be my wife. It is you I want more than anything else in the world. I asked you once before, and you told me to wait. But now I can wait no longer. Oh, Jess, tell me that you love me, and will be my wife." For a few seconds an intense silence reigned.
For he's a jolly good fellow!" began Jess; but Diana promptly squashed her. "Stop that noise! D'you want to give the whole show away, and have Lennie, and Nora, and Betty, and all the rest of the kids swarming down upon us? Anybody who can't keep quiet will be made to walk the plank. Yes, and splash into the river at the other end of it! We wouldn't pick you out either; we'd let you drown!"
Betsy began at the beginning and told straight through, interrupted at first by indignant comments from Uncle Henry, who was outraged by the Wendells' loose wearing of their responsibility for the children. But as she went on he quieted down to a closely attentive silence, interrupting only to keep Jess at her top speed.
It might be rather hard work for Jess. The best way for him is to keep with Moise, who'll take good care of him, and it's more fun to travel than to loaf in camp. For the rest of us, I say we ought to go through, because we started to go through. We all know where we are now. Moise will bring the men and supplies around to meet us at the east side.
Without much more ado the natives proceeded to take off pieces of the meat from the scaffold, and drawing a little apart they built a fire. Rob observed that they used matches, and so knew that they must be in touch with civilization at least once in a while. "It's all right, Jess," said he. "We're going to get out of here sure before very long.
The Bureau gent'man fix it all, jess like I tole you. He said dat he done 'nquired, an' yo' fif' was wuth dat two fifties, one hundred an' I let him off de res." "But what gentleman?" "Dat gent'man whar was at de Spottswood Hotel. He tole me he wuz agent for de Bureau. An' I tell you, Mahs William, dey's quality, dem folks. You kain' fool Becky." Of course I did not enlighten Mammy.
'How can I? That shows you're a man and not a woman. Jess like you men. YOU'D do what you didn't like, I know, for you're a good sort and everybody would know you didn't like it but what would be the use of me a-livin' in a house if I didn't like it? with my daughter and these dear, young women?
A feeling of dreadful doubt and jealousy passed through her, for women like Jess know what jealousy is in its bitterness. Supposing that it was in vain, supposing that what she had given to-day given utterly once and for all, so that she could not take it back had been given to a man who loved another woman, and that woman her own dear sister!
Every time Jess paused to think she cried up orders, such as "Dinna call her Tibbie, mind ye. Always address her as Mistress Curly." "Shak' hands wi' baith o' them, an' say ye hope they're in the enjoyment o' guid health." "Dinna put yer feet on the table." "Mind, you're no' to mention 'at ye kent they were in the toon." "When onybody passes ye yer tea say, 'Thank ye."
They knew that the boys would probably have their own camp on one shore or the other of the lake, and within sight of the island. Chet, who seldom failed to walk home with Jess and carry her books unless the gymnasium called the girls after the school session and Lance, who filled like office of faithful squire to Laura, joined the girl chums on this afternoon. "Got it all planned, have you?"
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