“Made up your mind?” he repeated. “I want to know! What about?”
“About our plans and our future, Daniel; my opportunity has come, the opportunity I was wishing for. It has been sent to me by Providence, I do believe—and it would be wicked not to take advantage of it. Daniel, you and I must move to Scarford.”
The captain gasped.
“Why—why, Serena,” he faltered. “What are you talkin' about? DON'T talk so! Move to Scarford! Give up Trumet and—”
“Trumet! Don't mention Trumet to me. Daniel Dott, you'll never get me back to Trumet again—to live there, I mean—never, never, NEVER!”
CHAPTER V
Captain Dan said—Well, it does not matter much what he said. He said a great deal, of course, during that evening and the next morning, and would have kept on saying it all the way to Trumet if his wife had not declined to listen.
“It is no use, Daniel,” she declared calmly but firmly. “I have thought it all out and I KNOW it is the right thing for us to do. You will think so, too, one of these days.”
“Durned if I will! I tell you, Serena—”