"Do yoh think I'se wuth, say, twenty-five dollahs?" he queried,
regarding her fixedly over his spectacles.
The girl touched her throat with an unconscious gesture. "Yes, you
are," she cried impulsively; "you are indeed!" And before Uncle Noah
had quite time to adjust himself to the joy of his unique sale the girl
thrust a roll of bills into his hands and disappeared through the
station door.
IV
Christmas Intrigue
IV
Uncle Noah hobbled after her. His new mistress had quite forgotten to
tell him where to deliver himself when his Christmas with the Colonel
was over. But when he reached the door she was eagerly greeting a man
who had just alighted from a waiting carriage. Uncle Noah could but
dimly see him, but as the genial voice reached his ears he halted in
the shadow quite content. It was Major Verney. The fact that the
Colonel's old friend and neighbor had driven in from Fernlands to meet
the radiant lady whose great gray eyes, Uncle Noah now recalled, had
had the Verney look which endeared the owner of Fernlands to all who
knew him, seemed to the watching negro a direct interposition of
Providence.
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