"Don't be alarmed, my dear, nothing shall hurt you," said gentle Mrs. Fabian. "Miss Stanfield has not asked for me, but I shall remain in the next room so as to be within call." Miss Priscilla greeted her niece with unusual cordiality, and Calista was glad to respond. They talked about a variety of things for a few minutes, and then Miss Priscilla said, in a matter-of-fact way,— "I think you had better go home with me to-day, Calista. David will not be in till Saturday, and you don't want to make your visit too long." Calista summoned all her power, and inwardly asked for help from the Source of all strength. "I am not going back again at present, aunt," said she, gently. "You know Miss Druett—" "I know Miss Druett made a very silly will, which I could break up in a day if I chose, but I shall not try," interrupted Miss Priscilla. "You are quite welcome to her little savings. But your place is with me, and I must insist on your coming home at once." "I cannot do it, aunt," answered Calista, firmly but kindly. "You have no right to expect it after the way you have treated me. Mr. Fabian and Mr. Settson both wish me to live here." "Pray, what has Mr. Settson to do with it?" "He will tell you if you ask him. Please do, aunt. There is something new turned up that you ought to know about." "What do you mean?" said Miss Priscilla, turning pale. "I would rather not tell you, aunt. Please ask Mr. Settson. It is something about a will. And, aunt, I took grandfather's old cloak to put round me; will you take it back with you?" "Cloak! What cloak?" asked Miss Priscilla. "The old blue cloak with red facings. I took it to put over me because the evening was so cold. The one you gave me to cut into carpet-rags." "I believe it was the carpet-rags scared you away," said Miss Priscilla, trying to make a joke of the matter; "we won't say any more about them, and you shall spin or do what you please. And only just let me have that money, and you will see what will come of it," she whispered. "Jael is quite sure we shall find the treasure the next full moon." "Jael! Oh, Aunt Priscilla, don't have anything to do with those wretches. Pray, don't." "Much you know about it! Just see what she brought me only last week." And Miss Priscilla exhibited a large gold coin. Calista looked at it. "Why, aunt, how can you be humbugged so!" said she, laughing. "This is one of the very pieces I found in grandfather's desk. Don't you remember, they were all marked? See here," and Calista pointed out the small deep cross cut on the margin of the guinea. Miss Priscilla snatched it back. "Nonsense, child! As if two guineas could not be marked. Come, get your things on."