'Now,' said John, 'although your sleigh is very comfortable, I think this
cutter of mine is even more so. It is intended for two; won't you step
out of the sleigh into the cutter? Then, if the driver will move on, I
can turn, and we will follow the sleigh.'
'I shall be delighted to do so,' said the young woman, shaking herself
free from the buffalo robe, and stepping lightly from the sleigh into the
cutter, pausing, however, for a moment, before she did so, to put her own
wraps over her companion. John tucked her in beside himself, and, as the
sleigh jingled on, he slowly turned his pony round into the road again.
'I have got a pretty fast pony,' he said, 'but I think we will let
them drive on ahead. It irritates this little horse to see anything in
front of it.'
'Then we can make up speed,' said Edith, 'and catch them before they get
to the mine. Is it far from here?'
'No, not very far; at least, it doesn't take long to get there with a
smart horse.'
'I have enjoyed this experience ever so much,' she said; 'you see, my
father had to come to Montreal on business, so I came with him, as usual,
and, being there, I thought I would run up here and see the mine. I
wanted,' she continued, looking at the other side of the cutter and
trailing her well-gloved fingers in the snow--'I wanted to know
personally whether my manager was conducting my property in the way it
ought to be conducted, notwithstanding the very satisfactory
balance-sheets he sends.
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