The widow's anxiety was somewhat relieved. Still she could not help wondering what house old Anthony would succeed in finding. There was one comfort. In two days Mark would be at home, and would be able to help him.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
THE HERMIT SECURES A HOUSE.
A short distance from the house occupied by Squire Collins was one which had been for six months vacant. It had been erected as a summer residence by a New York gentleman, and occupied by him for several seasons. It was the finest house in the village, and it seemed a pity it should remain untenanted.
Mr. Beech, the builder, now spent his summers at various watering-places, and had apparently tired of Pocasset. It was understood that the house was left in the hands of Mr. Thompson, who was authorized to let it to a responsible tenant.
Old Anthony the next morning made it in his way to call at the office of Mr. Thompson. The latter received him with his usual courtesy.
"I hear that you are boarding with Mrs. Manning, Mr. Taylor," he said.
"Yes."
"I think you must find it much more agreeable than your life in the woods."
"I do; I am getting over my misanthropy, and am taking more cheerful views of life."