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Next morning Marjory signalled to Blanche that she would like to ride with her, and the answer came that she would be ready at eleven. Marjory asked Peter to saddle Brownie early, so that she would have time to go to Hillcrest before calling at Braeside.
"What sort of girls are they?" "Sort o' queer." "Yes?" "Ye bet ye. Come from the city a while ago an' livin' by theyselves. Someth'n' wrong 'bout them gals," added Bub reflectively. "In what way?" asked the little man in a tone of interest. "They ain't here fer nuth'n' special 'cept watchin' the folks at Hillcrest. Them's the folks I belongs to. For four bits a week.
"But you will not care to hear about our uninteresting affairs in Hillcrest." "Indeed I shall. Tell me everything, and especially about Rod. You see, I know him better than the rest." "Will you come to see me again?" Whyn enquired. "Yes, just as soon as I can. I want to spend several weeks here in this lovely place. Then I shall be right near you, and find out all about the scouts."
It was all that the boy could say, but several anxious thoughts surged through his mind. Was his mother coming to take him away? he wondered. He did not wish to go, as all of his interests were centred in Hillcrest. Mr. and Mrs. Royal, too, looked grave. They had thought of the same idea. Would Rod's mother ask them to give up the boy? How could they part with him? they asked themselves.
Had we been in New York instead of Hillcrest, no one but the florist, his messenger, the lady and myself would know if I sent a bouquet to Miss Mayton; but in Hillcrest, with its several hundred native-born gossips and its acquaintance of everybody with everybody else and their affairs, I feared talk.
This prospect of impending bad weather made itself felt in the spirits of the three treasure-hunters. Jeremy, accustomed as he was to the woods, drew a breath of apprehension and looked scowlingly aloft as he heard the dismal wind in the hemlock tops. Ugh! He shook himself nervously and plunged forward along the hillcrest.
When they were comfortably seated in big chairs, with the singer sitting close to Rod, so she could watch his every movement, the talk naturally drifted off to Hillcrest. Rod told about the scouts, Whyn, the Britts, Miss Arabella, and his own life at the rectory. Miss Royanna led him deftly along to tell about these various people, especially Mr. and Mrs. Royal.
But when once within the room which had been assigned to them, the captain laid his right hand upon his companion's shoulder. "Hillcrest troop must win that prize, lad," he remarked. "Can we do it, captain?" was the reply. "Do it? Sure we kin. We may be the smallest troop in the province, but we'll show them a thing or two." In his dreams that night Rod saw once again the six hundred scouts.
This seemed a reasonable request "I don't like the minister over at Hillcrest, he's so fearful in his sermons, he makes me afraid." "Well," Jude rose, "when the house gets along, we'll see. Things are tight and trim now. Good night! Go to bed and forget it." He put his hands on her shoulders and bent and kissed the cold, upturned face.
Tom agrees with me, like the obedient old darling that he is; so please have the carriage at Hillcrest station for us at 11:40 Friday morning. Invite Alice and her mother for me to dine with us Sunday, we'll bring them home from church with us. "Lovingly, your sister, HELEN. "P. S. Of course you'll have my darlings in the carriage to receive me.
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