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Her kindness restored him to his awkward self again, and he stammered, "I wish you wereno, I don'tI merely stopped, thinking you might have a message; but I'd rather not take any to Zeke Watkinswill, though, if you wish. It cut me all up to have you think I was afraid," and then he became speechless.
"Something is wrong with Miss Van Tyne," cried half a dozen voices.
"But really"
"Well, I don't know," she replied with a deep sigh. "We certainly don't wish the public to be looking on any more than we can help. He should be either here or at his own home."
"Yes," was the hesitating reply; "she was here to-day, and I"
If Mrs. Marlow had been told from the first that her husband was dead, the shock resulting would not have been so injurious as the suspense that robbed her of rest for days, weeks, and months. She haunted the post-office, and if a stranger was seen coming up the street toward her cottage she watched feverishly for his turning in at her gate with the tidings of her husband's safety. Night after night she Jay awake, hoping, praying that she might hear his step returning on a furlough to which wounds or sickness had entitled him. The natural and inevitable result was illness and nervous prostration.
"The fool!" thought Bute, "to put himself at the marcy of any man. I can pluck him to-night like a winged pa'tridge;" but he too fired almost as quickly as his companion.
"All right, Doctor. I'll be a gin'ral ef you sez so."
He took it unhesitatingly, saying with a pleased wonder, "Well, I reckon I'm comin' round. Yer the young lady I give this picture to?"
"Helen," cried her father to the trembling girl, "for Heaven's sake, be calm!"
Alford, at the same time wiping something from the corner of her eye.
Zeke thought they would better enter at once before explaining; and truly the large kitchen, with a great fire blazing on the hearth, seemed like heaven. The door leading into the family sitting-room was open, and there was another fire, with the red-cheeked girls and the white-haired grandsire before it, their eyes turned expectantly toward the new-comers. Instead of hearty welcome, there was a questioning look on every face, even on that of the kitchen-maid. Zeke's four companions had a sort of hang-dog lookfor they had been cowed by the treatment received along the road; but he tried to bear himself confidently, and began with an insinuating smile, "Perhaps I should hardly expect you to remember me. I passed this way last summer-"