Alice was confounded. Surely the leadings of Providence were too plainly
evident to be unnoticed. There was a reason why Adah Hastings must go to
Anna Richards, and Alice hastened to explain who the Richards family
were.
“Oh, I can’t go there. They are too proud. They would hate me for
Willie, and ask me for his father,” Adah cried, the tears breaking
through the fingers she pressed before her eyes.
Very gently Alice talked to her of Anna, so lovely in disposition, so
beautiful in her mature womanhood. Adah would be happy with her, she
said, and Anna would be a second mother to her child. She did not hint
of her suspicions that at Terrace Hill Adah would find _George_ for fear
she might be mistaken, but she talked of Snowdon and Anna Richards, whom
Adah was sure to like.
“I’m so glad for your sake that it has come round at last,” she said.
“Will you write to her to-day, or shall I for you? Perhaps I had
better.”
“No, no, oh, no—” and Adah’s voice trembled, for she shrank nervously
from the thought of meeting the Richards family.
If ’Lina liked the old lady, she certainly could not, and the very
thought of these elder sisters, in all their primness, dismayed and
disheartened her.
“There’s a young man, is there not—a Dr. Richards?” she asked.
“Yes; but he is not often at home. He need be no bugbear. He is
practicing in New York, when practicing at all. At present he is at
Saratoga.”
Adah looked up quickly, guessing, in a moment, what was keeping ’Lina
there, and feeling more averse than ever to Terrace Hill.
Gradually, however, as Alice continued to talk of Anna, her feelings
changed and she said at last, “I will go to Miss Richards, but not till
Hugh is better, not till he knows and approves. Do you think it will be
long before be regains his reason!”
Alice could not tell. She hoped for the best, and thought with Adah that
she ought to stay until he could be consulted.
“Do you correspond with Miss Richards?” Adah suddenly asked, after a
long reverie.
“No, she dreads writing letters above all things else, while I am a
wretchedly negligent correspondent. I will send a note of introduction
by you, though.”
“Please don’t,” and Adah spoke pleadingly, “I should have to give it if
you did, and I’d rather go by myself. I know it would be better to have
your influence, but it is a fancy of mine not to say that I ever knew
you or any one at Spring Bank. I imagine this Dr. likes ’Lina, and they
might question me of her. I could not say much that was good, and I
should not like to say bad things of Hugh’s sister. Then, too, Miss
Richards never need know of my past life unless I choose to let her, as
I should have to do in telling her how I came at Spring Bank.”
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