And now began a heated quarrel and duel between us. I wanted to leave Jamaica at once, and this old Scotchman desired to keep me there. I had become a valuable asset to The Lantern. But I was determined to go. After Mr. Campbell left I sought out Dr. Manning. He had offered to help me if I went to America. To America, then, I would go.
Dr. Manning watched my face narrowly as I talked to him. I told him of the experience I had had, and he said:
"Now, you see, I warned you that this was no place for a girl like you."
"I know it isn't," I said eagerly, "and so I'm going to leave. I want to take the first boat that sails from Jamaica. One leaves for Boston next Friday, and I can get passage on that. I want to know whether you meant what you said the other night about giving me a position after I get there."
"I certainly did," he replied. "I live in Richmond, and when you get to Boston, telegraph me, and I will arrange for you to come right on. I myself am leaving to-night. Have you enough money?"
I said I had, though I had only my fare and a little over.
"Well," he said, "if you need more when you reach Boston, telegraph me, and I'll see that you get it at once."
"This relieves me of much anxiety," I said. "And I'm sure I don't know how to thank you."