Certainly the prospect seemed far from cheerful.
CHAPTER XVI
AN UNEXPECTED OFFER
It was with very little confidence in his ultimate success that Herbert set out on his borrowing expedition. The number of those who could be called capitalists in a small village like Wrayburn was very small, and it happened very remarkably that all of them were short of funds. One man had just bought a yoke of oxen, and so spent all his available cash; another had been shingling his barn; and still another confessed to having money, but it was in the savings bank, and he didn't like to disturb it.
So, at supper time, Herbert came in, depressed and dispirited.
“Well, mother, it's no use,” he said, as her anxious look met his.
“I didn't much think you could borrow the money,” she answered, trying to look cheerful.
“There's only one thing remains to be done,” said Herbert.
“What is that?”