Yes, Cynthia, did love him. There was no doubt about it in Jethro's mind. She would not have bade Bob write to his father if she had not loved him. Still Jethro did not speak, but by some intangible force compelled Bob to go on. "I shall write to my father as soon as he comes back from the West, but I wish to say to you, Mr. Bass, that whatever his answer contains, I mean to marry Cynthia. Nothing can shake me from that resolution. I tell you this because my father is fighting you, and you know what he will say." (Jethro knew Dudley Worthington well enough to appreciate that this would make no particular difference in his opposition to the marriage except to make that opposition more vehement.) "And because you do not know me," continued Bob. "When I say a thing, I mean it. Even if my father cuts me off and casts me out, I will marry Cynthia. Good-by, Mr. Bass." Jethro took the young man's hand again. Bob imagined that he even pressed it--a little--something he had never done before. "Good-by, Bob." Bob got as far as the door. "Er--go back to Harvard, Bob?" "I intend to, Mr. Bass." "Er--Bob?" "Yes?" "D-don't quarrel with your father--don't quarrel with your father." "I shan't be the one to quarrel, Mr. Bass." "Bob--hain't you pretty young--pretty young?" "Yes," said Bob, rather unexpectedly, "I am." Then he added, "I know my own mind." "P-pretty young. Don't want to get married yet awhile--do you?" "Yes, I do," said Bob, "but I suppose I shan't be able to." "Er--wait awhile, Bob. Go back to Harvard. W-wouldn't write that letter if I was you." "But I will. I'll not have him think I'm ashamed of what I've done. I'm proud of it, Mr. Bass." In the eyes of Coniston, which had been waiting for his reappearance, Bob Worthington jumped into the sleigh and drove off. He left behind him Jethro Bass, who sat in his chair the rest of the morning with his head bent in revery so deep that Millicent had to call him twice to his simple dinner. Bob left behind him, too, a score of rumors, sprung full grown into life with his visit. Men and women an incredible distance away heard them in an incredible time: those in the village found an immediate pretext for leaving their legitimate occupation and going to the store, and a gathering was in session there when young Mr. Worthington drove past it on his way back. Bob thought little about the rumors, and not thinking of them it did not occur to him that they might affect Cynthia. The only person then in Coniston whom he thought about was Jethro Bass. Bob decided that his liking for Jethro had not diminished, but rather increased; he admired Jethro for the advice he had given, although he did not mean to take it. And for the first time he pitied him.