“Yes,” said Helen quietly, “I did see.”
Festing summoned his self-control. “You must know what you decide. I must live in Canada; my homestead may seem rude and bare after your mother's beautiful house, and I tried to show you what a prairie farm is like.”
“I think I know,” Helen said, and gave him a quick tender look. “Still, such things don't really matter——”
Then Festing stepped forward and took her in his arms.
An hour later he sat talking to Mrs. Dalton and Miss Graham in the drawing-room.
“I am glad you have agreed to wait and come back for Helen in the spring, but I ought to tell you something now, because it may make a difference in your plans,” Mrs. Dalton remarked “You admitted that some of the difficulties you and Helen would have to meet might be avoided if you had a little more capital.”
“It would certainly make a difference, but I have got no more.”
“Helen has some money,” Mrs. Dalton replied.
Festing knitted his brows. “I didn't suspect this!”
“That is obvious,” Miss Graham interposed.