'She left a letter for me?
Are you sure it's for me ?' 'Yes, yes; mother's got it.

If I was you I'd get it at once; an' I'd--I'd--' Dick was much more excited than Harry; he was eager to spur his friend to action.
'How long have they been gone ?' asked Harry, as he hastened towards the township.

He felt that this was a crisis, that action was called for, but the news had confused him.

He was fighting with the fear that she was taking this course to avoid him for the reason that his connection with her misfortunes had made him hateful to her.

He burned to read her letter, but he had no mind for heroic schemes or projects.
'On'y about a quarter of an hour,' said Dick in answer to his question.
'They can't've gone far.' 'You're sure she was going to.