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Updated: June 13, 2025
"You must indeed dislike Hilltown, Miss Davis," said her companion, smiling. "Why are you so very silent?"
Thus it was that as the houses of Hilltown drew near, remorse and shame and terror were rising, and her frantic protests against them were weakening, until suddenly every emotion was lost in suspense, and the shadows of the great elm-trees that arched the main street of the town closed them in.
"The people of Hilltown heartily approved of this plan, and several were anxious to help him. "Deacon Cowles had a four-year-old colt, raised on the farm, 'a real clever steady-goin' creetur, that he guessed he could spare might be turned in for pew-rent; and Si Olcott didn't care if he traded off his gray mare on the same conditions.
Davis, "but I don't understand your joke." "This was the genius of Hilltown High School," laughed Helen. "Oh, Arthur!" "Yes; will you believe it, the dear boy had walked all the way from there to see me; and he waited out by the old seat at the spring!" "But where is he now?" "I don't know," said Helen. "It's very queer; I left him to go see Mrs. Woodward.
She was just rising impatiently when the front door opened and her father came in, exclaiming in a cheery voice, "Well, children!" Then he stopped in surprise. "Why, someone told me Arthur was here!" he exclaimed. "He's gone home again," said Helen, in a dissatisfied tone. "Home!" exclaimed the other. "To Hilltown?" "Yes." "But I thought he was going to stay until tomorrow."
"Now, Helen, what in the world has come over you to make you behave in this fashion?" "Oh, it is so much to tell you," began the girl; "I don't know " "What did you find at Hilltown?" went on her aunt persistently. "Did you see Arthur?" "No, Aunt Polly, that is what is the matter; he has gone." "Gone! Gone where?" "Away, Aunt Polly!
Helen knew the house where Arthur lodged, and knew that she should pass it in another minute; she could do nothing but wait and watch and tremble. The carriage rattled on, gazed at by many curious eyes, for everyone in Hilltown knew about the young beauty and the prize she had caught; but Helen saw no one, and had eyes for only one thing, the little white house where Arthur lodges.
I must tell you the reason why I was so frightened then, that I have a friend who was as dear to me as if he were my brother, and he loved me very much, very much more than I deserve to be loved by anyone; and when I was engaged to you he was very ill, and because I knew I was doing so wrong I did not dare to go and see him. That was why I was afraid to pass through Hilltown.
"When my grandmother was a little girl," Ruth Elliot began, "she lived with her father and mother in a small country town among the New Hampshire hills: and of all the stories she told in her old age about the quiet simple life of the people of Hilltown, the one her grandchildren liked best to hear was "Parson Lorrimer had lived thirty years in Hilltown before he owned a horse.
Davis, he had carried off a prize scholarship above the heads of the graduates of the Hilltown High School, and still refusing all help, had gone away to college, to support himself there while studying by such work as he could find, knowing well that a true gentleman's son is ashamed of nothing honest.
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