"If I don't to-night, I can't to-morrow," said Winthrop, marching out. "I must go home to-morrow."
Home! It shook Elizabeth's heart to hear him speak the old word. But she only caught her breath a little, and then spoke, following him out to the front of the house.
"I would rather they were not put up, Mr. Landholm. I can get somebody to do it."
"Not unless I fail."
"It troubles me very much that you should have such a day."
"I have had just such a day — as I wanted," said Winthrop, measuring with his eye and rule the blind and the window-frame respectively.
"Miss 'Lizabeth, Karen's got the tea all ready, she says," Clam announced from the door; "and she hopes everybody's tired of waitin'."
"You've not had tea! —" exclaimed Elizabeth. "Come then, Mr.
Winthrop."
"Not now," said he, driving in his gimlet, — "I must finish this first. 'The night cometh wherein no man can work.'"
Elizabeth shrank inwardly, and struggled with herself.