He laughed a little. “Forgot it, probably! So much for trusting to a kid’s memory. I waited for you up in the woods till ten o’clock.”
“Too bad!” she faltered.
“H’m,” he returned. “Well, I’ll see you when you are back in Fair Harbor. I might write—shall I?”
“Why, yes, if you like,” she answered.
“Perhaps—I think on the whole I’d rather wait till you come home.”
The train was thundering in; there was no more time. With a grasp of the hand and a grave good-bye, he turned, and Polly saw him disappear in the car.
The next day Mrs. Randolph and Miss Crilly said good-bye, too. The little family on Overlook Mountain was by itself again.
CHAPTER XXVIII
BENEDICTA’S OPPORTUNITY
IT was not until Polly returned from taking her last guests to the Overlook train that she inquired of Esther Tenniel about the note with which David had entrusted her.