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"God bless you, my children," said the curate "God abundantly bless you" and he laid one hand for an instant on Bet's head, and the other on Will's "but" here he paused, and seemed to swallow something, and the next words came out with difficulty: "I can't do what you wish. I would gladly if it were possible; but it is not.
Lady Betty Merriweather had been the first owner of the Merriweather Estate, Bet's home on the Hudson, and from an old picture of her that adorned the great entrance hall of the Manor, the girls had come to feel that she was their friend and companion, an ideal for them to live up to. "Anyway," continued Joy, "she liked horses. And I don't.
"Don't," said Granger. "You're awful when you likes, Bet. You has me down, and you tramples on me. You're a cruel gel, and no mistake." A derisive smile came to Bet's face. "Mother's dead and she'll be buried," she continued, in a dry, monotonous voice. "The money is in the burying club for her, and she can be laid in the grave decent like. Then me and the boys, Nat and Thady, we're going away.
But if you would bet on it, Tom then there's really a chance. 'Bet's off. You should have snapped at it, Madge. Never mind, you'll have your dear Jack: that'll do instead. That afternoon Mary Beresford, now Mrs. Rupert, called, and Mr. Tom, with much dignity of manner, came into the room holding an open letter in his hand,
In the club, although someone would propose her name for committee work, there was always a protest, until Kit begged her friends to cease their efforts, for it only embarrassed her and kept the subject before the class all the time. "If we could only find the one who did it!" It was on Bet's mind continually and finally she went to Principal Sills and talked the matter over with him.
But at that moment her foot scraped against something hard. There was a metallic ring. Stooping she dug away the dirt and crumbled rock with her hands. "Kit!" she gasped. "It's the treasure! Call the professor! Hurry!" Bet's voice rang out. There was no need to call the professor. Forgetting his weariness and headache, he leaped from the cot at Bet's cry, and ran to the tunnel.
There's a case agin' you and Dent, father, and you'd better come to my terms, or it 'ull fare worse with you. No harm'll come to you; but Dent he must be found, and Will must be set free. There you've got to do that; do you hear me?" Granger crouched near the door. He neither liked Bet's manner nor her words. She knew a great deal more than he had the least idea of.
"What will you bet?" cried Bill. "I don't care; say a stick o' candy." "Agreed!" cried Bill. "You see I've done it afore." "You ought to told us that," said his companion. "A bet's a bet," said Bill. "You don't want to back out, do ye?" "Go ahead," cried the other, with some spirit. "I'll risk it. Let's see what you can do." Thus exhorted and defied, Bill commenced preparations.
I can't rightly say, only that I know that my brain was going round, and I was fairly choking with rage it was as if you had put a devil into me, father." "That's a nice way to speak to your own father, what give you your being," said Granger, in a puzzled, would-be indignant voice, for he could not understand Bet's speaking of all her trouble and rage in the past tense.
Sparks flew and sputtered while Bet told the annoyers that Kit was worth a dozen of them, which only urged them on to further annoyance. But Bet's heart ached for Kit, who felt these slights more than she would own.
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