Chapter Forty Seven.
Miss Carr Hears the Truth.
I was surprised one morning by my weekly letter from Miss Carr containing the welcome news that she was coming back; in fact, that she was following the letter, and it expressed a wish that I should meet her at the terminus and see her home.
It was with no small feeling of pride that I found myself chosen for this duty, and quite an hour before it was possible for the train to come in, I was waiting at the station.
Soon after I saw the carriage drive up, and at last, after looking endless times at the clock, I saw the train come gliding in, and the next minute I was hurrying along the platform, looking eagerly at each carriage in turn, when I found myself brushing by John Lister, who started and scowled at me as I passed.
Just then I caught sight of Miss Carr, looking from one of the carriages, and handing a bundle of wraps to her maid.
I ran eagerly up, but only to find myself rudely thrust aside by John Lister, who, in his excitement, studied nothing so that he could reach her first.
“At last,” he whispered passionately. “Let me be the first to welcome you back.”
Flushed and angry, my fists involuntarily clenched, and I felt ready to strike him as I started forward once again.