“Nice baking you would do if you tried it. I’ll get you a loaf in a minute. Are you sure one is enough?”
“Quite enough, thank you.”
The good woman bustled out to the other room for the loaf, and Yates made good use of her temporary absence.
“Kitty,” he whispered, “I want to see you alone for a few minutes. I’ll wait for you at the gate. Can you slip out?”
Kitty blushed very red and nodded.
“They have a warrant out for my arrest, and I’m off to-morrow before they can serve it. But I couldn’t go without seeing you. You’ll come, sure?”
Again Kitty nodded, after looking up at him in alarm when he spoke of the warrant. Before anything further could be said Mrs. Bartlett came in, and Kitty was absorbed in her book.
“Won’t you have something to eat now before you go back?”
“Oh, no, thank you, Mrs. Bartlett. You see, the professor is waiting for me.”
“Let him wait, if he didn’t have sense enough to come.”