No, a middle course was the only thing possible, Bob decided. He must
return to Willie's roof with the atmosphere uncleared and finish the
little that still remained to be done on the invention as if no shadow
clouded his sky. He could not leave Willie in the lurch. Furthermore,
it was out of the question for him to depart from Wilton until he had
come to an understanding with Delight Hathaway. The intimacy of the
past week, with its lights and shadows, had only served to render
stronger the bonds that bound him to her. In every issue the network
of strange events had developed her character, and displayed facets of
such unsuspected force and splendor that where beauty had at first
fascinated it was now the soul behind it that called to him. Truly
Madam Lee had in this grandchild a worthy descendant, and it brought an
added joy to his heart to thus link together the two beings he loved
most deeply.
Therefore he made the journey back to Wilton, bravely resolved to bear
Janoah's taunts and Willie's silent reproaches until the moment came
when he could acquaint Mr. Galbraith with Snelling's perfidy and see
the injustice righted. It was not an enviable position, the one in
which he stood. He felt it to be only human that in the face of this
acid test the old inventor's affection and allegiance toward him should
waver, and that Janoah would detect and rejoice in its unsteadiness.
But as Bob relied upon ultimately solving the conundrum, he felt he
could endure a short interval of unmerited distrust. It was in Delight
and Tiny, who were unconscious of any false note in his relation to the
household, that he placed his hopes for aid. Hence it was with no
small degree of consternation that on reaching Wilton he learned that
the girl had resolved now to return to her own home.
"I have been here over two weeks already," she said to Bob, "and I
really am needed by my own family. They miss me dreadfully when I am
gone. Zenas Henry goes down like a plummet, Abbie says. And then I
have so much to tell them! Besides, now that Aunt Tiny is well again,
there is no use in my remaining."
"There is a great deal of use in it for me!" asserted the young man
moodily.
"Nonsense! You and Willie have your work, and in a day or two you will
be so buried in it you won't know whether I am here or not."
"Delight!"
A warning echo in the word and a quick forward movement caused her to
add hurriedly:
"And--and--anyway, you can come up to our house and see me there. You
will like the three captains and Abbie, you simply can't help it; they
are dears! And you will worship Zenas Henry--at least you will if he
is--I mean sometimes he doesn't--well, you know how older men feel when
younger ones appear. He is very devoted to me and he is always
afraid-- But I am sure he will understand, and that you and he will
get on beautifully together," she concluded with scarlet cheeks.
The clumsy explanation had a dubious ring and Bob frowned.
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