In some subtle fashion she realized she had balked and
defeated her father--she was rather sorry about her mother--but that
could be remedied later on. There was no doubt that she had the whip hand
of Nathaniel at last, and the subconscious attitude of defiance she
always held toward her father was strengthened by the knowledge that
he was unjustly judging her.
There were many things of interest in Kenmore that only limited time
prevented Priscilla from investigating. She longed to go to the jail and
see if the people had prevailed upon old Jerry McAlpin to discharge
himself. She admired Jerry's spirit!
She wanted to call upon Mrs. Hornby and question her about Jamsie, her
last boy, who had succumbed to the lure of the States. She longed to know
the symptoms of one attacked by the lure. Then there was the White Fish
Lodge--she did so want to visit Mrs. McAdam. The annual menace of taking
Mrs. McAdams' license from her was man's talk just then, and Mrs. McAdam
was so splendid when her rights were threatened. On the village Green
she annually defended her position like a born orator.
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