"There is more of the same tone as that I read, but I will not burden you with it. Do but wait until I write them, as I shall by the first sailing, that the price of beaver is declined again at Montreal to half our quotations at Albany. Aye, and that we are sending into the wilderness country this Summer twice the number of traders who went out last year.
"But I am selfishly occupied with my own interests, Ormerod. Here is a matter which more nearly concerneth yourself."
He produced a large rolled sheet of parchment, imposingly enscrolled, across the top of which ran the legend:
A FREE PARDON
"'Twas bound to come," he rambled on. "Do you go within and show it to Mistress Ormerod."
But Marjory had been listening at the window, and as I opened the door she fell into my arms and clung there, sobbing for the relief that came to both of us with the lifting of the menace which had overhung my life so long.
"There, there," admonished the governor. "Gadslife, what does the girl weep for?"
"Be-be-because—I am—so—happy," answered Marjory,
"Heaven help us, should you weep for grief!" he exclaimed. "And what will you say when I tell you I am come likewise to summon your husband to attend for the first time as a member of the Council!"
His rubicund face gleamed with pleasure at the joy he had inspired in two hearts.