Meanwhile, she was far from kind to Amy.
Cope soon made an obligatory appearance at the house. He was glad enough to
have the presence and the support of Arthur Lemoyne. The call came on a
rigorous evening at the beginning of the second week in January. The two
young men had about brought their new quarters to shape and subjection.
They had spent two or three evenings in shifting and rearranging things--
trifling purchases in person and larger things sent by express. They had
reached a good degree of snugness and comfort; but----
"We've got to go tonight!" said Cope firmly.
"Tonight?" repeated Lemoyne. "Unless I'm mistaken, we're in for a deuce of
a time." He snuggled again into the big easy chair that had just arrived
from Winnebago.
"We are!" returned Cope, with unhappy mien. "But it's got to be gone
through with."
"I'm talking about the weather," rejoined Lemoyne plumply. He was versed in
the reading of signs as they presented themselves a hundred and fifty miles
to the north, and he thought he could accurately apply his experience to a
locale somewhat beyond his earlier ken. The vast open welter of water to
the east would but give the roaring north wind a greater impetus.
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