She hesitated, and he hastened to dissipate the cloud overspreading her face. "Never mind, I bind myself with chains, but I leave you free. Go, little one, I will not detain you,—I exact nothing."
"Thank you," she said, soberly, and, instead of hurrying away, she stood still and watched him leaving the yard.
Just before he reached Weymouth, he put his hand in his pocket to take out his handkerchief. To his surprise there came fluttering out with it a number of bills. He gathered them together, counted them, found that he had just forty-five dollars, and smiling and muttering, "The little sharp-eyes,—I did not think that she took in my transaction with Father Duvair," he went contentedly on his way.
[CHAPTER XI.]
WHAT ELECTION DAY BROUGHT FORTH.
"Oh, my companions, now should we carouse, now we should strike the ground with a free foot, now is the time to deck the temples of the gods."
Ode 37. Horace.
It was election time all through the province of Nova Scotia, and great excitement prevailed, for the Bluenoses are nothing if not keen politicians.