“N—nothing,” sobbed Jennie, “only I—I—”
“See here!” exclaimed her father, “did you know that Joe had gone away?”
“I—I was afraid he had.”
“Did you know he intended to go?” asked her father, sternly.
“Why, he—he told me yesterday that he—was—”
“Going to run away?”
“Ye—yes.”
“O Jennie!” exclaimed her mother, “why didn’t you tell us as soon as you knew it, so that we might stop him?”
“He made—made me promise not to! I couldn’t help it.”