“I’m glad, for she is worthy of your love. She has been terribly
wronged, sometime she may tell you.”
“She has told me,” Alice replied, while Hugh continued, “I am sure you
will respect her just the same.”
Alice had not intended to talk with him of Adah then, but he had
introduced the subject and so she said to him,
“I had thought to tell you of a plan which Mrs. Hastings has in view,
but perhaps, I had better wait till you are stronger.”
“I am strong enough now—stronger than you think. Tell me of the plan,”
and Hugh urged the request until Alice told him of Terrace Hill and
Adah’s wish to go there.
For a few minutes Hugh lay perfectly still. Once he would have spurned
the idea, for Spring Bank would be so lonely without Adah and the little
boy, but Alice was there now; Alice was worth a dozen Adahs, and so he
said at last, “I have heard of the Richards family before. You know the
Dr. I believe. Do you like him? Is he a man to be trusted?”
“Yes, I know Dr. Richards,” Alice replied, half resolving to tell Hugh
all she feared, but feeling that possibly she might be wrong in her
suspicions, she concluded not to do so, Adah’s presence at Terrace Hill
would settle that matter, and she asked again if he did not think it
well for her to go.
“Yes, on some accounts,” Hugh answered, thinking of ’Lina. “But it looks
too much like sending her out alone into the world. Does she wish to go?
Is she anxious? Call her please. I would hear from her what she has to
say.”
Adah came at once, advancing so many reasons why she should go that Hugh
consented at last, and it was finally settled that she should leave as
soon as the necessary additions could be made to her own and Willie’s
wardrobe.
This being arranged, Alice and Adah withdrew, and Hugh was left alone to
think over the incidents of his interview with Alice. He had not
expected her to recognize him by his name, because she had not learned
it when on board the steamer, neither did he really expect her to
recognize his features, for he knew he had changed materially since that
time, still he was conscious of a feeling of disappointment that she did
not remember him, and once he thought to tell her who he was, but he
would rather she should find that out herself; and while wondering what
she would do and say when it did come to her knowledge that he was the
lad who tried to save her life, he fell away to sleep.
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