"The next conclusion was easy that my work was at home I
have wanted my good fairy," Mr. Carleton went on, smiling.
"But I hope she will be contented to carry the standard of
Christianity, without that of republicanism."
"But Christianity tends directly to republicanism, Mr.
Carleton," said Fleda, trying to laugh.
"I know that," said he, smiling "and I am willing to know it. But the leaven of truth is one thing, and the powder train of the innovator is another."
Fleda sat thinking that she had very little in common with the layers of powder trains. She did not know the sleigh was passing Deepwater lake, till Mr. Carleton said
"I am glad, my dear Elfie, for your sake, that we are almost at the end of your journey."
"I should think you might be glad for your own sake, Mr.
Carleton."
"No my journey is not ended "
"Not?"
"No it will not be ended till I get back to New York, or rather till I find myself here again I shall make very little delay there "
"But you will not go any further to-night?" said Fleda, her eye this time meeting his fully.