At the prison they met
Robert's father who had come to take his son home. He was profuse in
his thanks to Mr. Dana, for to him he considered his son's escape
from death was due.
"You are wrong, Mr. Wood," said Mr. Dana. "Your son owes his life not
so much to me as to my daughter here, and to Mr. Sawyer. She
practically worked up the case herself; I made but few suggestions,
and it was at her request that Mr. Sawyer made certain investigations
that fitted in with her own ideas and made success possible."
"Miss Dana," said young Robert, "a year ago I insulted you, and was
properly treated for my words and actions by Mr. Sawyer. I owe you
both an apology which I now make and ask your forgiveness. But for
you, and Mr. Sawyer, I should have died a felon. You have, indeed,
heaped coals of fire on my head."
Mary answered, "That was forgiven long ago, but if you wish my
forgiveness you have it freely. How does Miss Ellicott feel now that
you are declared innocent?"
"She came to see me this morning and we are to be married as soon as
possible, and I am to become the treasurer of the mill. She will own
three-quarters of the stock."
When Mr. Strout learned that Robert's release was due to the
exertions of Mary and Quincy he sniffed and exclaimed:
"Folks in love will do all sorts of things. She's gone on that young
Sawyer, and she only started in on the thing so she could have a
chance to traipse around the country with him.
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