"Is this the arithmetic you study?" she said softly, coming close to him.
Reuben took the book with some surprise in his face.
"Yes, ma'am, this is the one." And he looked up at her as if to ask, what next.
"How far have you gone?"
"I am through this now," said Reuben, "but some of the others are here—and here."
"Then you can tell me," said Faith. She turned over to a certain page, far on in the book too, and putting it into Reuben's hands, said quietly,
"I am studying it, and I cannot make anything of this. Do you remember how it was explained?"
"The book's wrong," said Reuben, after a glance at it,—"I remember, Miss Faith. See—it ought to be so—and so—" Reuben went on explaining. "All the books we could get here were just like it, and Mr. Linden said if he found any more mistakes he would send to Quilipeak and get good ones. He shewed us how this ought to be."
"That's it!" said Faith. "Thank you, Reuben. And you needn't tell anybody I asked you about it."
Reuben looked a little surprised again, but he said "No, ma'am," and made his bow.