"That is the spirit," the minister said; "we will buy it for you if we can, but get it for yourself if you can do it."
He kissed her again, with the instinct of a father to a child, and hastened to his horses and the hotel.
As Tilghman and Rhoda, at the earliest dawn, started for Princess Anne, the young girl suddenly turned and kissed her minister.
"Thar!" she said, "I think you just looked magnificens last night, sittin' behine them critters, like Death on the plale horse, an' lovin' Aunt Vesty, though she's gone away an' quit you, enough to fight for her pore, bright-skinned gal. I wish somebody would love me like that!"
"So you could quit him, too, Rhoda?"
"Well, William, I likes beaus that's couragelis! You're splendid a-preachin', but I like you better drivin' and showin' your excitemins."
"You are a beautiful girl," the clergyman said; "suppose you try to like me better."
The great question, being thus opened, was not disposed of when they reached Princess Anne, and quietly stabled the horses.