CHAPTER XL.
AN UNEXPECTED SURPRISE.
The door of the sitting room was opened quickly, and two boys dashedinto the room. They were Edward Granger and Chester Rand.
Abner Trimble turned pale and uttered an imprecation. All his plans, socarefully laid, were menaced with ignominious defeat.
Floyd looked up in surprise, but did not comprehend the situation. Inspite of the positive testimony he had given he did not even knowEdward Granger by sight.
Mrs. Trimble uttered a wild cry, but her face lighted up with supremejoy.
"Edward!" she exclaimed, and half rising, opened her arms.
Her son sprang forward and embraced his mother.
"Oh, Edward!" she murmured, "are you really alive?"
"Very much alive, mother," answered Edward, with a smile.
"And I was mourning you as dead! I thought I should never see youagain."
"I have not died that I am aware of, mother. Who told you I was dead?"
"Mr. Trimble and--this gentleman," looking at Floyd. "He told me he sawyou drowned in New York Bay."
Edward regarded Floyd with curiosity.
"I haven't any recollection of ever seeing the gentleman," he said. "Idon't know him."
"How do you explain this, Mr. Floyd?" asked Mrs. Trimble, suspiciously.
Floyd tried to speak, but faltered and stammered. He was in a veryawkward position, and he realized it. Abner Trimble came to hisassistance.
"You must have been mistaken, Floyd," he said. "The young man you sawdrowned must have been a stranger."
"Yes," returned Floyd, grasping the suggestion. "Of course I must havebeen mistaken. The young man I saw bore a wonderful resemblance to Mr.Granger."
"How long is it since you saw me drowned, Mr. Floyd?" asked Edward.
"About three weeks," answered Floyd, in an embarrassed tone.
"In New York Bay?"
"Yes. You were out in a boat with two other young fellows--that is, ayoung man who was the perfect image of you was. The boat upset, and allthree were spilled out. I saved the life of one, but the others were,as I thought, drowned. I am sorry that I was mistaken."
"Does that mean you are sorry I was not drowned?"
"No; I am sorry to have harrowed up your mother's feelings by a storywhich proves to be untrue."
"I suppose Mr. Trimble brought you here," said Edward, quietly. He hadin former days stood in fear of his stepfather, but now, backed up byChester, he felt a new sense of courage and independence.
"Of course I brought him here," growled Trimble. "Fully believing in myfriend Floyd's story, for I know him to be a gentleman of truth, Ithought your mother ought to know it."
"I was about to make my will at Mr. Trimble's suggestion, leaving himall my property," said Mrs. Trimble, regarding her husbandsuspiciously.
"Of course it was better to leave it to me than to second cousins whomyou don't care anything about," interposed Trimble, sourly. "Come,Floyd, our business is at an end. We will go over to the saloon."
"Shan't I get anything for my trouble?" asked Floyd, uneasily, a remarkwhich led the lawyer to regard him sharply.
"Your valuable time will be paid for," said Trimble, sarcastically.
He led the way out, and Floyd followed.
"Mrs. Trimble," said the lawyer, rising, "allow me to congratulate youon the happy event of this day. I am particularly glad that my servicesare not needed."
"They will be needed, Mr. Coleman. Will you do me the favor of drawingup a will leaving my entire property, with the exception of a thousanddollars, to my son, Edward, and bring it here to-morrow morning, withtwo trusty witnesses, and I will sign it."
"To whom will you leave the thousand dollars?"
"To my--to Mr. Trimble," answered Mrs. Trimble, coldly. "I will notutterly ignore him."
"Very well, Mrs. Trimble. I will call at half-past ten o'clockto-morrow morning."
The lawyer bowed himself out, leaving Mrs. Trimble and the boystogether.
"Mother," said Edward, "I have not yet had a chance to introduce to youmy friend, Chester Rand, of New York."
"I am very glad to welcome any friend of yours, Edward."
"You have reason to do so in this case, mother. But for Chester Ishould not have had the money to come on from New York. He paid mytraveling expenses."
"He shall be repaid, and promptly, and he will accept my heartiestthanks, also. I hope, Mr. Rand, you will make your home with us whileyou are in Portland."
"Thank you, Mrs. Trimble, but I have already secured lodgings at ahotel. At some future time I may accept your invitation."
Chester strongly suspected that he would not be a welcome guest to Mr.Trimble when that gentleman learned that he had been instrumental inbringing home his stepson in time to defeat his plans. But he calledevery day till, his business being concluded, he started on his returnto New York. Edward had expected to go back with him, but to this Mrs.Trimble would not listen.
"We have been separated long enough, Edward," she said. "Henceforthyour place is at my side. I feel that I have done you injustice, and Iwant to repair it. I made a mistake in marrying Mr. Trimble, but it istoo late to correct that. I will not permit him, hereafter, to separateme from my son."
"If you wish me to remain, mother, I will," rejoined Edward. "I was nothappy away from you. From this time forth I will stand by you andprotect you from all that is unpleasant."
Edward spoke with a courage and manliness which he had not formerlyshown. It was clear that adversity had strengthened and improved him.
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