"Where did you find it, Mr. Linden?"
"I found it here—in Pattaquasset."
"Where?"
But he shook his head at the question.
"I think I will not tell you—you may lose it again."
And all Faith's efforts could get no more from him.
CHAPTER XIII.
The Thursday of the great school celebration arrived; and according to Faith's unexpressed wish, the weather had continued warm. It was the very luxury of October. A day for all the senses to disport themselves and revel in luxurious beauty. But the mind of Pattaquasset was upon the evening's revel, and upon the beauty of white cambric and blue ribbands. The mind of Faith Derrick was on somewhat else.
"Mother," she said, "do you know there must be a fire up in Mr.
Linden's room as soon as the weather gets cold?"
"Of course, child."