I feel it in my bones." Were Andy's words prophetic?
Would something happen, if they went to Camden, which would not have happened had they remained in Olney?
Ethelyn did not ask herself the question.

She was too supremely happy, and if she thought at all, it was of how she could best accelerate her departure from the lonely farmhouse.
When Mrs.Markham found that they were really going, that nothing she could say would be of any avail, she gave up the contest, and, mother-like, set herself at work planning for their comfort, or rather for Richard's comfort.

It was for him that the best and newest featherbed, weighing thirty pounds and a half to a feather, was aired and sunned three days upon the kitchen roof, the good woman little dreaming that if the thirty-pounder was used at all, it would do duty under the hair mattress Ethelyn meant to have.

They were to furnish their own rooms, and whatever expense Mrs.Markham could save her boy she meant to do.

There was the carpet in their chamber--they could have that; for after they were gone it was not likely the room would be used, and the old rag one would answer.