Lights appear at the upper
windows from which pale faces look out."
"How very strange!" said Clara.
"Yes, my dear, and these stories have gained such credence that no
one can be found to take the house."
"So much the better, dear mamma, for if the new judge of the
Orphans' Court should give a decision in our favor, as he must, when
he hears the evidence, old and new, you and I can move right into it
and need not then enter the shirt-making line of business!"
"Heaven grant it, my dear! But now, Clara, my love, we must lose no
time in seeing Doctor Williams, lest your guardian should pursue you
here and give you fresh trouble."
Clara assented to this, and they immediately arose from the table,
cleared away the service, put the room in order and went up-stairs
to put on their bonnets, Mrs. Rocke lending Clara her own best
bonnet and shawl. When they were quite ready they locked up the
house and set out for the town.
It was a bright, frosty, invigorating winter's morning, and the two
friends walked rapidly until they reached Doctor Williams' house.
The kind old man was at home, and was much surprised and pleased to
see his visitors. He invited them into his parlor, and when he had
heard their story, he said: "This is a much more serious affair than
the other. We must employ counsel. Witnesses must be brought from
the neighborhood of the Hidden House.
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