Jeremiah Foster questioned Hester straitly about her letter:  whether she had made known its contents to any one.  No, not to any one.  Neither to her mother nor to William Coulson?  No, to neither.

She looked at him as she replied to his inquiries, and he looked at her, each wondering if the other could be in the least aware that a conjugal quarrel might be at the root of the dilemma in which they were placed by Hepburn’s disappearance.

But neither Hester, who had witnessed the misunderstanding between the husband and wife on the evening, before the morning on which Philip went away, nor Jeremiah Foster, who had learnt from Sylvia the true reason of her husband’s disappearance, gave the slightest reason to the other to think that they each supposed they had a clue to the reason of Hepburn’s sudden departure.

What Jeremiah Foster, after a night’s consideration, had to propose was this; that Hester and her mother should come and occupy the house in the market-place, conjointly with Sylvia and her child.  Hester’s interest in the shop was by this time acknowledged.  Jeremiah had made over to her so much of his share in the business, that she had a right to be considered as a kind of partner; and she had long been the superintendent of that department of goods which were exclusively devoted to women.  So her daily presence was requisite for more reasons than one.

Yet her mother’s health and spirits were such as to render it unadvisable that the old woman should be too much left alone; and Sylvia’s devotion to her own mother seemed to point her out as the very person who could be a gentle and tender companion to Alice Rose during those hours when her own daughter would necessarily be engaged in the shop.

Many desirable objects seemed to be gained by this removal of Alice:  an occupation was provided for Sylvia, which would detain her in the place where her husband had left her, and where (Jeremiah Foster fairly expected in spite of his letter) he was likely to come back to find her; and Alice Rose, the early love of one of the brothers, the old friend of the other, would be well cared for, and under her daughter’s immediate supervision during the whole of the time that she was occupied in the shop.

Philip’s share of the business, augmented by the money which he had put in from the legacy of his old Cumberland uncle, would bring in profits enough to support Sylvia and her child in ease and comfort until that time, which they all anticipated, when he should return from his mysterious wandering—­mysterious, whether his going forth had been voluntary or involuntary.

Thus far was settled; and Jeremiah Foster went to tell Sylvia of the plan.