Judith turned deadly white, and specks of foam flew to her lips.
"Do you mean that?"
"Of course I mean it."
"That Richard Storms and Ruth Jessup would have been wed now, if this affray at the park had not happened? Is that what you mean?"
"Mean? Why, lass, there is not a man here who does not know it. Ask him, if you can't believe us."
"I will!" answered the girl, between her white teeth. "That is the very question I mean to put to him before the sun rises."
These words were uttered in a voice so low and broken that no one heard it. She was silent after that, and went about her work sullenly.
CHAPTER XXXI.
THE OLD LAKE HOUSE.