At half past seven I saw mother on the veranda looking for
me, and I ducked out of sight, I was by this time very hungry,
although I did not like to mention the fact, But Mr. Beecher
made a suggestion, which was this: that the Pattens were
evadently going to let him starve until he got through work, and
that he would see them in perdetion before he would be the Butt
for their funny remarks when they freed him. He therfore tried
to escape out the window, but stuck fast, and finaly gave it up.
At last he said:
"Look here, you're a curious child, but a nervy one. How'd
you like to see if you can get the Key? If you do we'll go to a
hotel and have a real meal, and we can talk about your Career."
Although quivering with Terror, I consented. How could I do
otherwise, with such a prospect? For now I began to see that all
other Emotions previously felt were as nothing to this one. I
confess, without shame, that I felt the stiring of the Tender
Passion in my breast. Ah me, that it should have died ere it had
hardly lived!
"Where is the key?" I asked, in a wrapt but anxious tone.
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