no earthly adviser. Dear Mr. Gold, it shall be as you wish, and I trust
God may help me to be a worthy helpmeet. So no more till I hear again
from you."

It was impossible that this should be meant for him, or that Ruth should
have written it; but though he searched the book from cover to cover,
there was no other missive to be found within it.

CHAPTER X.

"That is a very insolent young man," said Aunt Rachel, as Reuben threw
his hurried greeting over his shoulder in the dusk.

"Indeed, aunt," the girl answered, a little more boldly than she would
have dared to speak had the light been clearer--"indeed, aunt, you are
quite mistaken about him, and I don't understand why you should speak of
Mr. Gold and his uncle as you do."

She cared less what Rachel thought or said of Reuben's uncle, though she
had always had a friendly and admiring friendship for the old solitary,
than she cared what was thought and said of Reuben. But it was easier to
champion the two together than to defend her lover alone.

"You are a child," said Aunt Rachel, composedly. "What do you know of
the opposite sex?"

The question was obviously outside the range of discussion, but it
silenced Ruth for the moment. The elder woman presumed upon her triumph,
and continued:

"Confidence is natural to youth. That is an axiom I have frequently
heard fall from the lips of my dear mistress. As you grow older you will
grow less positive in your opinions, and will be careful to have a solid
foundation for them. Now I know these people, and you do not."

"My dear aunt," said Ruth, in protest, "I have known Mr. Gold ever since
I could walk."

"Of which Mr. Gold are we speaking?" demanded Rachel.

"It is true of both of them," Ruth answered. "Neither of them would harm
a fly, or go a hair's-breadth from the truth for all the world. They are
the best men I have ever known."

"Niece Ruth!" said Rachel, stopping short in her walk, and bringing Ruth
to a halt also, "upon the only occasion, since my return to Heydon Hay,
on which I have found myself in the society of Mr. Ezra Gold, I took you
into my confidence with respect to him. That is to say, I took you into
my confidence as much as I have ever taken anybody. Mr. Ezra Gold is a
mean and hypocritical person. Mr. Ezra Gold is a person who would not
stop at any act of baseness or cruelty. Mr. Ezra Gold is a villain."

All this came from the old maid's lips with a chill and prim precision,
which tr