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ss at their feet and smoked, and threw stems of buffalo grass at Norah, who returned them honourably. Mr. Linton, also smoking, surveyed the group with satisfaction. They had been talking over plans for the future, plans which Mr. Linton's masterfulness modified very considerably. "Go away?" he said. "Certainly not! I've engaged your son as tutor to my daughter, and I really can't spare him from the poor neglected child! Then, as you, curiously enough, don't wish to leave your son, the course is quite clear--you must stay here." "I'm not going to live on you, Davy." "You needn't. I'm bitterly in need of someone with a head for figures--a thing I never possessed. You can help me tremendously. And, good as dear old Brownie is, I know Norah ought to be with a gentlewoman--to learn the things that aren't in school books. It's the best chance you and I have ever had, isn't it, Norah? We aren't going to let it--or you--slip through our hands." "It's--it's all very well, Davy, old man--" "I know it is. Now, can't you let well alone, Jim? Talk of it again in five years' time--you may have better luck then. I don't say you will--but you may! Hang it all, man, you're not going to thwart me when I've just got my family together!" "Well, I won't for a while," the Hermit said-and immediately received a kiss on the top of his head. "Thank you, Norah," he said meekly. "Don't mention it," Norah answered politely. "Oh, I'm so glad you're going to stay with us, Mr. Hermit!" Norah had flatly declined to call her friend anything but the name she had given him in the bush. As for the Hermit, he was perfectly content with anything Norah did and had no idea of objecting. "You heard, didn't you, Norah, that they'd found your friend, the Winfield murderer?" Mr. Linton asked. "Daddy!--no!" "Found his body in an old shaft--not far from Winfield. He had the stolen property on him, so there's no doubt of his guilt. So that clears your Hermit, even in your suspicious mind!" "Ah, don't, Daddy," Norah said, flushing. "I wasn't suspicious. I was a duffer." "I don't think you were," the Hermit said decidedly. "A very sensible duffer, anyhow." Dick laughed. "No use trying to come between those two," he said. "Not a bit," said the Hermit with great cheerfulness. He smiled at Norah. "You brought me back to life--twice." "When I think--but for Norah," Mrs. Stephenson murmured brokenly, "no one would have known y
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