ays liked him, for you have said
so. And now we are both going to mother to tell her all about it."

"Both?" said Mr. Archibald.

"Yes," said Margery; "we must go together, otherwise mother would know
nothing about him, and I should be talking to no purpose. But we are going
to do everything frankly and openly and go straight to her, and put our
happiness in her hands."

Mr. Archibald looked at her steadfastly. "Such ingenuousness," he said,
presently, "is overpowering. Mr. Clyde, how do you do? Do you think it is
going to be a fine day?"

The young man smiled. "I think it is going to be a fine lifetime," said
he.

The party was gathered together on the piazza, ready to take the coach.
The baggage had arrived from the camp in a cart; but Phil Matlack had not
come with it, as he remained to take down his tent and settle affairs
generally. They were all sorry not to see him again, for he had proved
himself a good man and a good guide; but when grown-up married people
elope before daybreak something must be expected to go wrong. Hearty and
substantial remembrances were left for him, and kind words of farewell for
the bishop, and even for Miss Corona when she should appear.

Peter Sadler was loath to part with his guests. "You are more interesting
now than ever you were," he said, "and I want to hear all about that
hermit business; you've just barely mentioned it."

"My dear sir," said Mr. Archibald, with a solemn visage, "sooner or later
Miss Corona Raybold will present herself at this inn on her way home. If
you want to know anything about her plan to assist human beings to assert
their individualities, it will only be necessary to mention the fact to
her."

"Good-bye, then," said Peter, shaking hands with Mr. and Mrs. Archibald.
"I don't know what out-of-the-way thing you two will do next, but,
whatever it is, I hope it will bring you here."

CHAPTER XXVII

MRS. PERKENPINE DELIGHTS THE BISHOP

It was the bishop who first appreciated the fact that a certain air of
loneliness had descended upon the shore of the lake. He had prepared
breakfast at his camp, but as Mr. Clyde did not make his appearance he
went to Camp Rob to look for him. There he saw Matlack and his assistant
busy in their kitchen tent, and Mrs. Perkenpine was also engaged in
culinary matters. He had left Arthur Raybold asleep at Camp Roy, but of
the ladies and gentleman who were usually visible at the breakfast-hour at
Camp Rob he saw