"I will be. Phœbe remains here four or five days, she tells me."
"Yes; her father consented that she should stop with us till Tuesday or Wednesday next."
Fred rubbed his hands joyously. "Let it be Wednesday, Aunt Leth."
"I shall be only too happy, Fred. When will you go to Parksides?"
"Not before Wednesday next. I want time, you see, to think of what I shall say to Mr. Farebrother. There is no immediate hurry, because everything is as good as settled. Good-night dear Aunt Leth. I am the happiest man in the world!"
CHAPTER X.
HIDDEN TREASURE.
"Mother," said Jeremiah Pamflett, the next day, when he reached Parksides, "I am going to make a move; I am getting tired of playing a waiting game."
"Something has occurred, then, Jeremiah?" asked Mrs. Pamflett, her keen eyes on her son's face.