"
"I will," replied Humphrey. "I will go to-morrow, with Billy and the
cart, and take a spade and pickax with me. It may be a fool's errand,
but still they say, and one would credit, for the honor of human
nature, that the words of a dying man are those of truth. We had
better go back now, for I think dinner must be ready."
Now that they had become so intimate with Patience Heatherstone--and,
I may add, so fond of her--there was no longer any restraint, and they
had a very merry dinner party; and after dinner, Patience went out
with Alice and Edith, and looked over the garden and farm. She wished
very much to ascertain if there was any thing that they required, but
she could discover but few things, and those only trifles; but she
recollected them all, and sent them to the cottage a few days
afterward. But the hour of parting arrived, for it was a long ride
back, and they could not stay any longer if they wished to get home
before dark, as Mr. Heatherstone had requested Edward that they should
do; so the horses were brought out, and wishing good-by, they set off
again--little Edith crying after them, "Come again soon! Patience, you
must come again soon!"
CHAPTER XX.
The summer had now advanced, when Oswald one day said to Edward,
"Have you beard the news, sir?"
"Nothing very particular," replied Edward; "I know that General
Cromwell is over in Ireland, and they say very successful; but I have
cared little for particulars.
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