And,
now, tell me about it. Don't omit a single detail. I want to know it
all."
So she told him everything, and when the story was ended, he took her
white face between his two hands, and kissing it tenderly, said:
"Now, I am sure you are a saint, a martyr, an angel; but the martyrdom
is over. I shall take care of you, I will help you find Elizabeth Rogers
or her heirs, and father shall not know. I'll go to Europe when I am a
man, and inquire at every house in Carnarvon for Joel Rogers or his
sister; and when I find the heirs, I will send the money to them, and
they shall never know where it came from; and if there are shares in
quarries and mines, I'll manage that somehow. I am to be a lawyer, you
know, and I can find some kink which will work."
How he comforted her with his cheery, hopeful words, and how fast the
hours flew by until Tom came to take him back to Grey's Park. But Grey
begged so hard to stay all night, that Hannah ventured to keep him, and
Tom returned without him.
"I am not a bit afraid of the house now, and would as soon sleep in
grandpa's room as anywhere," he said to Hannah, as they sat together in
the evening, and then they talked of her future until Grey was old
enough to take care of her, as he meant to do.
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