"Perhaps it was worth your while not to say?"
The man shot a quick glance of suspicion at her, then his eye came
back to Phineas.
"Of course, I don't want to push him into the Poor House, and if he
expects to get work--"
"I do, Dick," said Phineas fervently. "Monday morning I put my
shoulder-blade to the wheel somewhere."
"Well, if the ladies'll stand for this month," said the man, evidently
anxious to get away, "I'll wait a week longer on the back rent."
Miss Lady was preoccupied and silent on the way home. The world
sometimes seemed desperately sordid, and human nature a baffling
proposition.
At her gate Mrs. Ivy halted suddenly: "Do you know," she said, "it has
just occurred to me! I shouldn't be one bit surprised if that horrid
one-eyed man was the very one Mr. Morley shot!"
CHAPTER XVI
Christmas night on Billy-goat Hill, and twinkling lights, beginning
with candles set in bottles in the humblest cottages in Bean Alley,
dotted the hillside here and there, until they all seemed to converge
at one brilliant spot on the summit, where a veritable halo of light
hung above the hilltop.
For Angora Heights was having a house-warming, and never since old Bob
Carsey brought home his young bride from Alabama, had such
preparations been known for a social function.
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