I will go as far as I dare with you; the rest you must make
alone. Halfway, there is a deserted shanty near the old factory; there
you can make yourself comfortable for the night. Are you afraid?"
Priscilla was white and intent, but she answered:
"No, I shall not be afraid."
"You ought to cover the distance in a couple of days and a night; the
walking is not hard, and the woods are fairly well cleared. Once you
reach Boswell you are safe. He will not question you, but you can trust
him. He's a strange man--younger than I; he stands, has always stood, for
all that is noble and good in my life. I have told him that you are some
one in whom I am interested."
The feeling of adventure closed in and clutched the girl. Now that the
hour had actually come, the hour up to which all her preparations tended,
she quivered with excitement tinged with sadness.
"This way of leaving Kenmore is safer," Farwell was saying. "If any one
were to see you and know you, your father would find you out and bring
you back. No one will know you at Little Corners. That's a place which
most honest people let alone.
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