Chapter XVII

Thurly was coming home for Easter. A telegram had arrived telling her so, and Marget stood at the window and read it and wiped a tear of joy from her eyes. Even the presence of Hesba on the scene could not quite blot out her joy in his coming. Thurly said that the returning professor was taking his own classes, so he would remain at home, and Marget’s heart sang a paean as she went excitedly about her house putting it in fine array for her son’s return. During the morning she thought up a way to get rid of Hesba, a…