The speech, for some reason, pressed more than the silence. He answered,
shortly: "Remains to be seen." Down the long hill, the little Fordette
raced and rattled. The young man's hard breathing became noticeable. And
the broad entrance of the station was but half a block away when, with
abrupt violence, he threw out his clutch and jammed on his brake.
"I've missed it!" said he, in a voice that brooked no argument.
Tommy's valuable gift had stopped with a hard bump. Angela did not mind
the inconvenience. Her eyes were rewarding her principal friend. Her
heart seemed to turn a little within her. Into her cheeks flowed the
sweet warm pink.
Together, the two normal young people laughed, suddenly, a little
unsteadily. Then, with gayety and some suppressed excitement, they sat
discussing an important point, viz.: what to do with their two hours'
holiday, before the later train?
It was quickly decided that they should go home. Angela's Home was the
one intended; Donald it was who decided the point, as befitted the man.
He flung out a commanding hand to notify whom it might concern that he
purposed to face about, yet again. And the faithful Fordette, which had
set forth with so frail a hope, turned and snorted homeward with the
great victory of its career.
Angela sat with shining eyes. She would not have been a woman, she
would not have been human but a plaster saint on a pedestal, if her
natural happiness had not had the added poignancy of a triumph among her
sisters. Just how far Mr. Manford considered himself interested in Miss
Carson, she had never yet been able to determine exactly; but that
beautiful damsel's position in the scheme of things she, of course,
understood perfectly. If her own intuitions had lacked, there were the
plain hints Cousin Mary had given her only the other day. Hence, since
last week, it was impossible to view Miss Carson other than as a rival,
an enemy almost, and one possessing all the odds. For Miss Carson was
rich and prominent, with powerful family connections behind and around
her, and every possible opportunity and advantage: while she,
Angela,--as we know,--had practically not a single rich relation on
earth, and not one soul to help her but herself. And still--here was Mr.
Manford at her side.
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