"STERN IN HER ANGER, MR. HERRICK, BUT OF AN AMIABLE AND FORGIVING DISPOSITION"
"Mr. Herrick, let us be going, I pray.
"'From pole to pole the thunder roars aloud,
And broken lightnings flash from ev'ry cloud.'
"Besides which, sir, it is close upon ten o'clock, I see, the bed-hour of our virtuous village. Miss Mullett, I shall pray for your forgiveness. Miss Eve, I trust you to say a good word for me. If the storm clears, do you hang a white handkerchief from the window there and I, going by, will see it and be comforted." The Doctor laid a hand on Wade's shoulder and, with a mischievous glance at Miss Mullett, whispered hoarsely: "Stern in her anger, Mr. Herrick, but of an amiable and forgiving disposition."
"I'll forgive you when I've had my revenge," answered Miss Mullett, laughingly.
"Ah, the clouds break! Let us be gone, Mr. Herrick, while the sun shines on our pathway!"
When the front door had closed Miss Mullett turned eagerly to Eve.