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When they reached Marley, Sydney took a hack that always waited at the station, and he and Rex rode down to the Pellery, Scott living close to the station in the other direction. "Do you feel all right, Syd?" asked Rex during the ride. Sydney nodded without making any reply, and soon they reached home. Rex was unusually silent during dinner.
"You wanted to ask me something," he reminded her. "What is it?" Without one preliminary word of warning to prepare him for the shock, Kitty answered: "I want you to tell me what has become of papa, and why Syd has gone away and left me. You know who Syd is, don't you?" The only alternative left to Mr. Sarrazin was to plead ignorance.
Westerfield which expressed ill-concealed aversion, the landlady answered: "She's up in the lumber-room, poor child. She says you sent her there to be out of the way." "Ah, to be sure, I did." "There's no fireplace in the garret, ma'am. I'm afraid the little girl must be cold and lonely." It was useless to plead for Syd Mrs. Westerfield was not listening.
"I wouldn't have believed it if any one else had told me, Syd." "Well," said Sydney, very red in the face, but joining in the laughter, "you don't mind?" "Mind?" echoed Neil, becoming serious again, "why of course I don't. What is there to mind, Syd? I'm glad you did it, awfully glad." He laid his arm over the shoulders of the lad on the seat. "Here, let me push a while.
He was half way down the first page when the door opened and Rex came in. "Syd," he exclaimed, "aren't you coming home to dinner? We waited till seven o'clock, then mother grew so worried that I came down to see if anything had happened." "How good you are to me, Reggie," said the other. "And how little I deserve it." His head went down on his two arms upon the desk.
"Mother ought to know, don't you think so, Syd?" said Roy. "Yes, she must know to-night. But I don't see how I can tell her. I don't see how I can. She trusts me so fully." "Then let me tell her," suggested Roy. "No, no. I must confess myself. I shall do it now as soon as we get home. Then I can be ready to put myself in Mr. Darley's hands to-morrow."
"And I was waiting for you all the time," said a soft voice close to his shoulder; for Polly was much touched by Tom's manly efforts to deserve her. "I did n't mean to do it the first minute, but look about me a little, and be sure Syd was all right. But Fan's news settled that point, and just now the look in my Polly's face settled the other.
"I must be thinking of the time," he said taking out his watch, and trying to see the figures on its face by the moonlight. "I don't want to miss the last train in to town." "Oh, do, please," pleaded Rex. "You can stay here just as well as not. Syd won't be home and you can have his room. The last train goes in half an hour; you won't nearly have exhausted your stock of stories by then.
Then he walked off to the side of the road and dropped down on the grass. Roy came over to take his place beside him. "I didn't want to say anything about it before," he explained. "It might have been years before we came into the money. And now it may not be nearly so much as I said. We only have old Mr. Tyler's word for it, but both Syd and Dr. Martin seemed to think he was telling the truth."
His frame shook as if with sobbing. "Syd, you dear old fellow, don't talk that way. What is troubling you?" Rex had put his arm about his brother's neck; his forehead pressed close against the bowed head. "Don't, Reggie. If you only knew you would not want to touch me." Sydney lifted his head suddenly, but his arms were still crossed over the half written letter. "Syd, what do you mean?"
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