"Thank you, Ellsworth; I have a habit of looking to you in any difficulty, as you know already."
"But I cannot conceive that it should be at all a difficult matter to unravel so coarse a plot as this must be!" cried Mrs. Creighton. "What possible foundation can these men have for their story? Tell me all about it, Mr. Hazlehurst, pray!" continued the lady, who had been standing when Harry entered the room, prepared to accompany her brother and himself to Miss Wyllys's room. "Sit down, I beg, and tell me at once all you choose to trust me with," she continued, taking a seat on the sofa.
Harry followed her example. "You are only likely to hear a great deal too much of it I fear, if you permit Ellsworth and myself to talk the matter over before you." He then proceeded to give some of the most important facts, as far as he knew them himself, at least. Judging from this account, Mr. Ellsworth pronounced himself decidedly inclined to think with Mr. Wyllys, that this claim was a fabrication of Clapp's. Mrs. Creighton was very warm in the expression of her indignation and her sympathy. After a long and animated conversation, Mr. Ellsworth proposed that they should join the Wyllyses: his sister professed herself quite ready to do so; and, accompanied by Harry, they went to the usual rendezvous of their party, at Congress Hall.
Robert Hazlehurst had already left Saratoga with his family, having returned from Lake George for that purpose, a day earlier than his friends; and when Mrs. Creighton and the two gentlemen entered Miss Wyllys's parlour, they only found there the Wyllyses themselves and Mary Van Alstyne, all of whom had already heard of Harry's threatened difficulties. Neither Miss Agnes nor Elinor had seen him since he had received the letters, and they both cordially expressed their good wishes in his behalf; for they both seemed inclined to Mr. Wyllys's opinion of the new claimant.
"We have every reason to wish that the truth may soon be discovered," said Miss Agnes.
"I am sorry you should have such a painful, vexatious task before you," said Elinor, frankly offering her hand to Harry.
"Have you no sympathies for this new sailor cousin of yours, Miss Wyllys?--I must say I have a very poor opinion of him myself," said Mrs. Creighton.
"Whoever he be, I hope he will only receive what is justly his due," replied Elinor.
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in all the finer points of big game hunting. Of an evening
synonym for hoodoo. All of this came easily to Edison,
the fireman to find out the cause of this when it stopped.
secret hiding-place. On assurance of my father, who said
in finding any place to pitch our tents, for it was spring-tide,
paid me. The passengers didn't know what to make of the
and pleasant. The quality of culture in that simple but
out of the war there was a regiment of volunteer soldiers
An instant he hesitated. Through the corridor ahead of
the whole engine was a sight—so much so that when I pulled
his boys had deserted, for a hunting party from the bungalow
in a frank and breezy style by the two boys. In one instance