“Send the wagon for my trunks, Paley, as soon as you please,” whispered Lilian, as she left the house with her mother.
I need not say that I lost no time in complying with these stealthy instructions. I hastened for the job wagon, but it was an hour before I reached Mr. Oliphant’s with it, for I could not readily find a team at that hour. The clock struck six, and I lost my train to Springhaven; but I hardly noticed the circumstance, so intent was I upon healing the breach in my domestic affairs.
When I arrived at the house, I found Lilian in tears, and a little inclined to yield again; but the appearance of the expressman seemed to strengthen her again. She permitted the trunks to be carried down, and the man departed with them.
“I cannot go, Paley,” said she, as she dropped into a chair.
“Why not, Lilian?”
“Mother is terribly incensed against me.”
“She will get over it in a few days. What does your father say?”
“Nothing,” said she, looking up at me, as though she thought I asked a curious question.
“The sooner we go, Lilian, the better it will be for all of us,” I suggested.