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"Sunflower" always thus called instead of by her baptismal name of Julia obeyed; and while she was away, Mr. Strafford placed a chair for Mrs. Costello in front of a window which commanded the long reach of the river towards Cacouna. She sat down, and commenced her watch, which a glance at the American clock hanging on the wall told her would not be a very long one.
Nonsense, Elise; you are joking. The very idea of Mrs. Costello going away from Cacouna!" "She is going at any rate, to my sorrow, she and Lucia both; for six months at least, they say." Mrs. Bellairs and her sister were together again, and Bella, though she was getting used to be called Mrs.
An island about fifty miles from Cacouna, called Moose Island, was then, and still is, occupied by a settlement of Ojibways. A Jesuit mission, established on the Canadian bank of the river, had been devoted to the conversion of these people, with so much success that nearly all of them were nominal Christians.
Their talk wandered over all sorts of subjects small incidents of law business the prospects of some Cacouna men who had gone to British Columbia the voyage to England the position of Hunsdon and Maurice had been persuading his host to come over next summer for a holiday, when by some chance Percy was alluded to. "You have not seen or heard anything of him, I suppose?" Mr. Bellairs asked.
Strafford could not remain at Cacouna. He had come promptly to the help of the one unfortunate member of his flock, but the little community on the island always felt his absence grievously, and three or four days was the utmost he could spare at a time. Mrs. Costello greatly desired to see her husband again, but to do so without Mr.
"Yes, I will confess I was not sorry when he went; he bored me a little, and I am afraid I was not as hospitable as I might have been." "Well, and how about Lucia? You might as well tell me, for I shall see her to-morrow and find out everything." "There is nothing for me to tell or you to find out. Lucia is anxious about her mother, and, I think, sorry to leave Cacouna.
Strafford, however, was most anxious, and began first. "You know, of course," he said, "what I suppose all Cacouna is talking of. I want to know whether Clarkson's confession has really come too late?" "Too late for what, my dear sir? For this poor fellow's justification?" "Not exactly that, but for his liberation." The doctor shook his head. "I have my doubts," he said.
Costello and Lucia found their journey from Cacouna to New York a very melancholy one. They had gone through so much already, that change and travel had no power to stimulate their overstrained nerves to any further excitement; the time of reaction had begun, and a sort of languid indifference, which was in itself a misery, seemed to have taken possession of them.
Strafford said "he is in the neighbourhood," but it might be Mary Wanita, who had apparently given the first friendly warning, and might possibly have come to Cacouna for the purpose of giving a second, and more urgent one. "Where was mamma?" she asked. "Gone in to see Mr. Leigh," Margery answered; "he is quite sick to-day, and Mr. Maurice came to ask your mamma to go and sit with him awhile."
"Away from Cacouna and from Canada. Away from all you love can you bear it?" "Yes with you;" but the first pang of parting came with those words. "Away from all you love!" The words haunted Lucia after she lay down in her little white bed that night.
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