Now, what is expected of me? I am going to make
no more protests--I am going to do as I am instructed. What is expected
of me?"
"Go home, dear, and wait until I come," she answered.
"But doesn't that seem hard, Margaret?"
"Yes; but it is her wish and we must not oppose it."
"I will do as you say," he replied, and kissing her he added: "If you
can, make her feel that I love her. Tell her that I acknowledge all the
wrong." He stepped out into the passage, but he came back to the door,
and standing there for a moment, he said: "Make her feel that I love
her."
CHAPTER XIII.
Pennington was buried in the yard of the church wherein he had taught
school. No detail of the arrangements was submitted to the Major. For a
time he held out that the family burial ground was the proper place for
the interment, under the trees where his father and his mother were laid
to rest, but Louise stood in strong opposition to this plan, even though
appearances called for its adoption. So, after this, the Major offered
no suggestion.
At the grave there was no hysterical grief. The day was bleak and the
services were short. When all had been done, the Major gently put his
arm about his daughter and said that she must go home with him.
"Not now," she replied; and she did not look up at him. "But please
don't worry over me; don't feel that you have to do something.
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