Part 16 (2/2)
”Or Allen,” teased Grace ”I reckon you won't be glad or anything when he gets here”
”I guess ladder than any of us,” replied Betty proht froins said about the possibility of there being gold on the ranch that she hardly closed her eyes all night I told her she was getting to be a regular adventuress”
”Like her daughter,” said Mollie, with a chuckle
”Just think of the story we can tell the boys e get hoirls glanced at her: ”If we find the gold, I ayly, while the other girls laughed
”And we haven't begun to dig yet Hold your horses, A literally the next ht of the queer little cabin of the man whom the natives called the Hermit of Gold Run
Quickly they jumped down, tethered the horses as they had done before on the day when they had first made the acquaintance of this remarkable man, and started rather hesitantly down the path toward the house
As they ca strains of the music that had puzzled theh the open s and they paused, lost once again in the spell of it
Thewhat their next move was to be, yet drawn irresistibly by their curiosity Then once more they heard the violin, but evidently the ht with pathos, wailing, pleading, no longer reached the, it rerass in the rasped Betty's ar of Chopin's, a nocturne, I think Girls, I knohere I heard that selection played just that way before”
They gazed at her, their eyes asking the question before their lips could form it
”At the Hostess House!” cried Mollie ”Don't you rereat artists?”
”That big benefit!” cried Betty excitedly ”You've got it, Mollie!
That's what I was trying to think of!”
”Sh-h,” said Grace, a finger to her lips ”He has stopped playing He et back to the trail where we can talk this thing over”
They did not stop at the trail, however, for so in the woods drove theht talk in peace
”Now then,” said Betty eagerly, as they reached the road, crowding their horses close together and reining theirls? If thisconcert, then he is fa up here in the woods”
”Goodness, we don't need anybody to tell us that,” said Grace ”He certainlyhe's done--unless he has been disappointed in love,” she added sentimentally
”I don't believe he was ever in love with anything but his violin,” said Mollie
”Can't somebody think of the name of the violinist that played at the benefit?” asked Betty, who had been trying for so
”It was so her forehead