encouraged the maid in her
"sauciness," and Fritz and Humphrey laughed in sympathy.
"Where are Mrs. Ashley and Susanna to be found?" asked Fritz when
the laugh had subsided.
K "Oh, somewhere in the house, poking and prying, and settling the
things in woman's fashion. Anything in the house is to be ours, and
we may buy cheap a quantity of the furniture which is being taken
out of the houses which are too much shattered to be rebuilt. We
have brought things of our own, too. Oh, we shall do well, we shall
do well. It was a capital thought to come here. Canada in English
hands will have a great future before it."
But Fritz was off already, leaving Humphrey to discuss the
situation with his brother-in-law. He was off in search of Susanna,
and presently came upon her sitting upon a wide window ledge which
commanded a view of the quay and harbour, and of the heights of
Point Levi opposite. Hannah was taking housewifely notes on the
upper floor; but the view from this window had fascinated the girl,
and she sat gazing out, lost in thought, a thousand pictures
flitting through her imaginative brain.
"Susanna!" spoke a voice behind her.
She started to her feet, quivering in every limb; and facing round,
found herself confronted by him whose face and form had been the
centre of each of her mental pictures, whose name had been on her
lips and in her heart each time she had bent her knees in prayer
for two long years, and who she knew had come at last to ask the
fulfilment of that promise she had given him when last they had
parted.
Her hands were in his; his face was bent over hers. He disengaged
one hand, and put it round her shoulders, drawing her towards him
gently.
She did not resist; she gave a happy little sigh, and stood with
her fair head close to his shoulder.
"Susanna, I have done what I hoped. I am a captain in the English
King's army. I have won some small reputation as a soldier. I have
a position sufficiently assured. You have come to live at Quebec. I
am quartered there for the winter. Many of our officers and
soldiers have wives who follow them wherever they go. I would not
ask you to come to me to share hardship and privation; but I ask
you to be my wife, here in this city, where your father's house
will give you shelter if I should be forced by the chances of war
to leave you for a while.
"Susanna, will you be brave enough for this? Can you make up your
mind to be a soldier's wife, even befo
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