"I will see that you get back home all right. Here is some money to pay your passage," added Fanny, counting out a portion of the bills.
"I don't want that."
"Very well," answered Fanny, putting the bills in her pocket; and she looked so firm and so "ugly" that Kate was actually afraid of her.
The Greyhound had nearly reached the pier at Pennville; but Fanny did not intend to land at any public place, and she ran the boat up to the bank of the river, a short distance above the village, grounding it lightly on a kind of beach she had chosen as a landing-place. Fanny took the boat-hook in her hand, and jumped ashore.
"Now, Kate Magner, before we go any farther, we must come to an understanding. If you think you are going to leave me to bear all the blame, you are mistaken."
"I don't mean any such thing," replied Kate.
"Yes, you do; you mean to betray me."
"No, I don't."
"Why didn't you take the money I offered you, then?"
"I don't want it."