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"I think I understand," said Elizabeth Cornish gravely. "He has entangled the interest of this poor girl and sent her to plead for him. Is that so? If it's money he wants, let her have what she asks for, Vance. But I can't talk to her of the boy." "Very well," said Vance, without enthusiasm. He stepped before her. "Will you step this way, Miss Pollard?"
"I thought you were going to escape the sentimental period, Elizabeth. But sooner or later I suppose a woman has to pass through it." A spot of color came in her sallow cheek. "That's sufficiently disagreeable, Vance." A sense of his cowardice made him rise to conceal his confusion. "I'm going to take you at your word, sis. I'm going out to get that baby. I suppose it can be bought like a calf!"
A few hours later Diggory and his two room-mates were standing at the foot of their beds and discussing the formation of a few simple rules for conducting a race in undressing, the last man to put the candle out. "You needn't bother to race," said Mugford; "I'll do it I'm sure to be the last." "No, you aren't," answered Vance. "We'll give you coat and waistcoat start; it'll be good fun "
"What," asked Vera, "are the fewest words in which that message could be delivered? I mean should she say, You are to endow the Hallowell Institute, or Brother, you are to give Sign the new will?" With satisfaction the girl gave a sharp shake of her head, and nodded to Vance. "Destroy the old will. Sign the new will. That is the best," she said.
There was crazy Saul Vance, the butt of cruel small boys, who deported himself as any rational creature might so long as he walked a straight course; but so surely as he came to where the road forked or two streets crossed he could not decide which turning to take and for hours angled back and forth and to and fro, now taking the short cut to regain the path he just had quitted, now retracing his way over the long one, for all the world like a geometric spider spinning its web.
"Where are you going, Jennie?" said she. "Going home. My mamma says I needn't stay to say my lessons and miss a warm dinner." Jennie said this with such a toss of the head that Dotty longed to reply in a cutting manner. "It isn't polite to have warm dinners on Sunday, Jennie Vance! But you said your father had a step-wife, and perhaps she doesn't know!"
The detective crawled toward the place where the smugglers were gathered, and he overheard their conversation. One of them remarked. "It's all nonsense to look for him in here." "If it is Ballard, or Spencer Vance, I'd look for him in my vest pocket; either one of those men would dare to go anywhere." "Well, search," commanded Ike Denman.
About ten o'clock one morning, Flyaway was sitting in the little green chamber with Dotty Dimple and Jennie Vance, bathing her doll's feet in a glass of water. Dinah had a dreadful headache, and her forehead was bandaged with a red ribbon.
"You have not told him, then?" demanded Clara. "No. And I never will. I will not hurt the boy by letting him know that his mother has supported him, and remember, Clara, that he can only hear it through you. Nobody knows that I am 'Quigg' but you." Miss Vance lifted her eyebrows. "Nothing can need a lie," she quoted calmly. Presently she said earnestly, "Frances, you are making a mistake.
"Well, if you are," answered the voice, "you'll remember you offered me a bob if I could find out and tell you when somebody was going to do something." "Well, what's the news?" "Give me the money first, and then I'll tell you." Jack Vance fortunately had the required coin in his pocket, and Diggory dropped it into Joe Crump's cap.
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