"Not in the way I mean," said her new sister smiling,—"I thought nothing could have improved his appearance but—Mignonette. And I suppose he thought so himself, for he was never seen without a sprig of the little flowers."
Faith's look in answer to that was given to nothing but the ground, and indeed it was worthy to have been seen by only one person.
"Faith," said Miss Linden suddenly, "are there many French people in
Pattaquasset?"
"No,—not any. Why?"
"Because Endecott gave me a message to you, part of which I did not understand. But I suppose you will, and that is enough."
"What is it?" said Faith eagerly.
"You would not understand the other part, to-day."
Faith went back to her thoughtfulness But as the carriage turned into the Pattaquasset high street she suddenly faced round on Miss Linden, flushing again before she spoke.
"Pet," she said a little timidly—it was winning, this air of timidity that was about her,—"don't say—don't tell Mr. Linden where you found me."
"Faith! does he not know? is it something new? O dear child, I am very sorry!"—and Miss Linden's other hand came caressingly upon the one she held.