The debtor; a novel . just behind them. Say, she called out, get in here. Ill —^just as soon as not. Thank you, replied Charlotte. I have an am not going home just yet. All right, replied Bessy, touching her horse. Idjust as soon have taken you as not, if youd been goinghome. Thank you, Charlotte said, again. I declare, she looked as if sne was just ready to cry,said Bessy to Eastman, as they drove up the street. She Was quite right, Chariotte was horribly fright-ened by her fathers non-arrival on the train. He hadnever come on a later train than that since the othershad g
The debtor; a novel . just behind them. Say, she called out, get in here. Ill —^just as soon as not. Thank you, replied Charlotte. I have an am not going home just yet. All right, replied Bessy, touching her horse. Idjust as soon have taken you as not, if youd been goinghome. Thank you, Charlotte said, again. I declare, she looked as if sne was just ready to cry,said Bessy to Eastman, as they drove up the street. She Was quite right, Chariotte was horribly fright-ened by her fathers non-arrival on the train. He hadnever come on a later train than that since the othershad gone. The thought of returning alone to. hersolitary home was more than she could She re-membered that there was another train a half-hourlater, a;nd she resolved to remain down for that. Shethought that she would go to Mr. Andersons store andpurchase some cereal for breakfast, that she might havethat charged. She was conscious, but she tried to stiflethe consciousness, of a hope that Mr. Anderson would be 502. SHE STOOD STARING DOWN THE TRACK AT THE UNSWERVINGSIGNAL-LIGHTS THE DEBTOR there, and she might tell him that her father had not ar-rived on that train, and he would reassure her. But had naturally gone straight home from the post-office to supper. Charlotte ordered her cereal, and also afew eggs. Then she went back to the station. It wasnearly twenty minutes before the train was due. Shewalked up and down the platform, which extended eastand west. The new moon was just rising, a slendercrescent of light, and off one upper horn burned a greatstar. It was a wonderful night, cold, with a calmnessand hush of all the winds of heaven which was like thehush of peace itself. Charlotte noticed everything, thecalm night and the crescent moon, but she came be-tween herself and her own knowledge of it. Her mindwas fixed upon the train and the terrible possibilitythat her father might not arrive on that. It seemed toher that if he did not arrive on that it was si
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