Fanny glanced at her companion, and hesitated to reveal the brilliant project, fearful that it might be disapproved.
"We will go over to Whitestone, or down to Pennville, and buy something. But where is Tom? We must have him."
"What do you want of him?" asked Kate, rather petulantly.
"We must go over in a boat, and we want him to manage it for us."
"Perhaps he will come; he promised to do so."
"We will go up to the landing-place; perhaps he is up there."
The two girls walked up to the Woodville pier; but Tom Magner was not there. He seemed to have no relish for the society of the interesting young ladies engaged in a brilliant enterprise; and if he had made any appointment to meet them, he neglected to keep it. Fanny was very much disappointed at his non-appearance, much more so than the young gentleman's sister, who, not knowing the extent of the enterprise, was in blissful ignorance of its perils and difficulties. Tom Magner was an almost indispensable part of the plan; but the young knight did not come, and the project must be abandoned or carried out without him.
"I am afraid he won't come," said Fanny, after impatiently waiting for half an hour.
"I know he won't now. I don't believe he intended to come at all," replied Kate.
"He is a mean fellow, then."