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Macdonald approached in pursuit of him, but he spent the rest of the evening in a state of expectancy, and Maud Barrington fancied that his hard hands were suspiciously unresponsive as she took them when he helped her into the Silverdale wagon a vehicle a strong man could have lifted, and in no way resembling its English prototype.
"I feel that I ought to go to them," she said. He glanced at her as though her determination to leave Silverdale so soon surprised him. "They will be very happy to see you, Honora," he said. "They have been very lonesome." She softened. Some unaccountable impulse prompted her to ask: "And you? Have you missed me a little?" He did not answer, and she saw that he was profoundly affected.
They sat down on one of the benches and watched the groups of players pass. Mr. Spence produced his cigarette case, and presented it to her playfully. "A little quiet whiff," he suggested. "There's not much chance over at the convent," and she gathered that it was thus he was pleased to designate Silverdale.
Still, Courthorne was aware that farming, as carried on at Silverdale, was singularly unprofitable, and he had a somewhat curious confidence in the honesty of the man he had deceived. Winston, he decided, no doubt believed that he was drowned the night Trooper Shannon died, and had been traced as Courthorne by some Winnipeg lawyer acting for the executors.
"A big grass fire coming right down on Courthorne's farm!" he said. "It was tolerably close when I got away." In an instant there was commotion, and every man in Silverdale Grange was on his feet.
The friends, and even the enemies, were kissed good-by, with pledges of eternal friendship. Cousin Eleanor Hanbury came for Edith and Mary, and hoped Honora would enjoy herself at Silverdale. Dear Cousin Eleanor! Her heart was large, and her charity unpretentious.
"I have often heard mother tell about it, and how every one on the ship noticed you, and how Hortense cried when your aunt and uncle took you away. And to think we have been rooming together all these months and did not know that we were really old friends. "And Honora, mother says you must come to Silverdale to pay us a visit when school closes. She wants to see you.
It was evident that in the meanwhile he must pass as Courthorne, but as the thought of taking the money revolted him, the next step led to the occupation of the dead man's property. The assumption of it would apparently do nobody a wrong, while he felt that Courthorne had taken so much from him that the farm at Silverdale would be a very small reparation.
After that they talked wheat-growing and horses, and when his guest retired Dane still sat smoking thoughtfully beside the stove. "We want a man with nerve and brains," he said. "I fancy the one who has been sent us will make a difference at Silverdale." It was about the same time when Colonel Barrington stood talking with his niece and sister in Silverdale Grange.
He said nothing further, and the lawyer sat down to write Colonel Barrington. "Mr. Courthorne proves obdurate," he said. "He is, however, by no means the type of man I expected to find, and I venture to surmise that you will eventually discover him to be a less undesirable addition to Silverdale than you are at present inclined to fancy."
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