"You do not suppose I should be openly resentful ?" she said.
Her father still appeared ironically amused.

"I do not know that it would be necessary, but I fancy the Canadian will have cause to regret he is an Alton," he said.

"No doubt it would be some solace to you to make him realize his offences, but I scarcely think it would be advisable." Then they rode down into the valley, through oatfields, and between the tall fir-stumps that rose amidst the fern, under the boughs of an orchard, and up to the square log-house.

Nobody came out to receive them, or answered their call, and Deringham, dismounting, helped his daughter down, and tethering the horses passed through the verandah into the house.

The long table in the big log-walled room they entered was littered with unwashed plates.