"Well, I am a bit. You are a bad girl, Tera, to deceive Rachel so."
Tera began to whimper again. "I wanted to get the money. I could get it in no other way. I never saw Zara after we changed clothes, and I know no more than you do who killed her. What trouble you make over this woman! I would have killed her myself, had I wished to; but I did not."
"I'm very glad you didn't," said Jack, emphatically. "Well, I must see Rachel about this, and tell her you were joking."
"But you won't give back the money?"
Jack looked at the box of gold, and felt very much inclined to keep it after Tera's difficulty and perjury in getting it. But Finland was an honest man, so he put the temptation from him.
"I must, Tera," said he, with a sigh; "you got the money under false pretences. I can't take Rachel's little fortune."
"Aué!" wailed Tera, dismally; "she wants to lend it to you. She told me so; indeed she did."
"Ah, that's a different matter. If Rachel lends me the money, I must see her about it. I'll pay her back, principal and interest, in a year or two. I wish I had known of her intention before you put your oar in, lass."
"I did what I did for you."
"All right. Don't pipe your eye again," and Jack patted her hand. "Now let us go back to my uncle. I'll see Rachel, and square your trouble."