You would not care for that tale to spread ?" For a moment the girl's cheeks flamed, then she rose quietly and crossed the room.
"No," she said, and her aunt stood still, apparently lost in contemplation, after the door swung softly to.

Then she sat down at the writing table.

There was very little in the note, but an hour after Dane received it that night, a wagon drew up outside Ferris's farm.

Two men went quietly in and found the owner of the homestead sitting with a sheaf of papers scattered about the table in front of him.
"Come back to-morrow.

I can't be worried now," he said.