"Yes, that will do, and will give you something to be thinking of
meantime," said Mr. Legrange, looking with satisfaction at the
healthy animation of his wife's face, as she re-read the portion of
Teddy's letter relating to Yellow Springs and the Neff House.
"And now," said she, "go and send Mrs. Ginniss up to me to hear her
letter too, that is, if you please; for, you humor me so much, I
know I am growing tyrannical in speech as well as in act."
Mr. Legrange stooped to kiss his wife's cheek; and, to his eyes, the
faint smile with which she repaid the caress was the fair dawn of a
brighter day.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
THE FIRST CHANCE.
MR. BROWN had been a week at Outpost, and, at breakfast one morning,
announced his departure for the succeeding day.
"And if you feel able to ride so far, Dora," continued he, "perhaps
you will show me the way to the curious mounds we heard of from Dr.
Gershom."
"They are full ten miles from here, he said," remarked Kitty
disapprovingly.
"To-day is the 24th, isn't it, Dora? the 24th of August?" inquired
Karl; and Dora, if no other of his auditors, saw the connection
between this remark and the proposed long ride with Mr. Brown.
"Yes, Karl; it is the 24th: and I think we can make a party for the
mounds, Mr. Brown. Kitty, wouldn't you like to go? and, Karl, can't
you take a holiday? Sunshine might stay with Mehitable for once;
mightn't she?"
"No; because she speaks too loud, and through her nose: but I'll
stay with Argus and the woods," said Sunshine quietly.
"But have we horses enough?" asked Kitty with animation.
"That is easily settled," interposed Karl eagerly. "I will fix
Sunshine's pillion upon Major, and Dora can ride behind me. Then
Kitty can take Max, and Mr. Brown will ride his own horse."
"Oh! there is no need of Major's carrying double," said Dora
hastily. "Seth can spare Sally as well as not, and Kitty can ride
her better than she can Max."
At this decision, Kitty looked a little vexed, and Karl a little
discomfited; while Mr. Brown bent over his plate to hide a sudden
gleam of humor in his dark eyes. As they all rose from table, Karl
passed close to his cousin, and whispered,--
"I want to speak to you before we go."
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