"
"Ah! if you had only had patience for a few days longer!" burst
unaware from Herbert's bosom. In an instant he was sorry for having
spoken thus, for Traverse, with all his soul in his eyes, asked
eagerly;
"Why--why, Herbert? What do you mean?"
"Why, you should know that I did not come direct from West Point,
but from the neighborhood of Staunton and Hurricane Hall."
"Did you? Oh, did you? Then you may be able to give me news of Clara
and my dear mother," exclaimed Traverse, eagerly.
"Yes, I am--pleasant news," said Herbert, hesitating in a manner
which no one ever hesitated before in communicating good tidings.
"Thank heaven! oh, thank heaven! What is it, Herbert? How is my dear
mother getting on? Where is my best Clara?"
"They are both living together at Willow Heights, according to the
wishes of the late Doctor Day. A second appeal to the Orphans' Court
made in behalf of Clara by her next friend, Doctor Williams, about a
month ago, proved more successful. And if you had waited a few days
longer before enlisting and leaving St. Louis, you would have
received a letter from Clara to the same effect, and one from Doctor
Williams apprizing you that your mother had received her legacy, and
that the thousand dollars left you by Doctor Day had been paid into
the Agricultural Bank, subject to your orders.
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