, and yet I admired her for the spirit she had
shown. And I believed that Guinea was just as determined, just as
passionate. But she was wiser.

I told the old man what Alf had requested me to tell him, that he must
sell his farm and go away, and he replied that he would. "I don't think,
though, that I can get very much for it. Parker's land joins mine, and
may be I can strike a trade with him. Of course, I don't want to live
here any longer, for no matter what may come now we've got the name.
Susan, I never saw a woman behave better than you have to-night. The old
stock--and I'm with the book from kiver to kiver. And now, Millie, let
me say a word to you. Of course, I know exactly how you feel, and all
that--how that you couldn't help yourself--but to-morrow mornin' after
breakfast I would, if I was in your place, go right home and ask my
father's forgiveness. I say if I was in your place, for if you do you
won't have half so much to be sorry for, and in this life I hold that
we're doin' our best when we do the fewest things to regret. What do you
think?"

"I'm sorry I talked that way, and he's getting old, too. But I had a
cause. He made me stay in the house, and he ought to remember that I am
of the same blood he is and that it's awful to be humiliated. But
there's one thing I'm going to do. When Alf's tried again, I'm going to
tell them what Stuart said. I would have done it this time, but I was
ashamed to say anything about it. I have been nearly crazy, but I'm
awfully sorry that I talked that way. And, oh, suppose he were to die
to-night? I never could forgive myself. I must go home now, Mr. Jucklin.
Yes, I can't stay another minute. You'll go with me, won't you, Mr.
Hawes?"

"I will gladly do so," I answered.

"And I will go, too," said Guinea.

We took a lantern, but the night was so dark that we went round by the
road, rather than over the meadows. Millie said that she scarcely
remembered how she had come, but she thought that she had run the most
of the way. And over and over as we walked along she repeated: "I'm
awfully sorry."

As we came out of the woods, where the road bent in toward the big gate,
we saw a light burning in the library. Millie stopped suddenly and
clutched my arm. "Suppose he won't let me come back?" she said. "I don't
know in what sort of a humor I may find him. Mr. Hawes, you go on and
see him first, please?"

"And I will wait out here," Guinea spoke up, and her voice trembled. "