Frank hesitated.
“I don’t know how to describe her,” he declared. “She is so different from Inza.”
Then, faltering at first, but growing eloquent as he proceeded, he described the blue-eyed, golden-haired girl who had been Inza’s rival. His voice was full of music and tenderness, and, all unconscious to himself, his words became poetic. As he proceeded, he felt little Nell’s hands trembling in his grasp.
At last he finished, and there was a little silence.
“Frank,” said the blind girl, with something like a sob, “you love Elsie!”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
FIRING A FREIGHT ENGINE.
The next morning Frank came to the roundhouse at an early hour, for he knew it was his duty to have his engine ready when the engineer appeared.
Old Slugs came up and said:
“I’m glad for ye, boy, but the gang is mighty sore, and ye’ll have your troubles. They don’t like to have a man push in over them the way you have done.”