very necessary to him, and the idea of her marrying and going away
had hardly as yet occurred to him; and then he was by no means
inclined to part with any of his money. It must not be presumed
that he had amassed a fortune by his trade in cedar wood. Few
tradesmen in Bermuda do, as I imagine, amass fortunes. Of some few
hundred pounds he was possessed, and these, in the course of nature,
would go to his daughter when he died; but he had no inclination to
hand any portion of them over to his daughter before they did go to
her in the course of nature. Now, the income which Caleb Morton
earned as a Presbyterian clergyman was not large, and, therefore, no
day had been fixed as yet for his marriage with Anastasia.

But, though the old man had been from the first averse to the match,
his hostility had not been active. He had not forbidden Mr. Morton
his house, or affected to be in any degree angry because his
daughter had a lover. He had merely grumbled forth an intimation
that those who marry in haste repent at leisure,--that love kept
nobody warm if the pot did not boil; and that, as for him, it was as
much as he could do to keep his own pot boiling at Crump Cottage.
In answer to this Anastasia said nothing. She asked him for no
money, but still kept his accounts, managed his household, and
looked patiently forward for better days.

Old Mr. Bergen himself spent much of his time at Hamilton, where he
had a woodyard with a couple of rooms attached to it. It was his
custom to remain here three nights of the week, during which
Anastasia was left alone at the cottage; and it happened by no means
seldom that she was altogether alone, for the negro whom they called
the gardener would go to her father's place at Hamilton, and the two
black girls would crawl away up to the road, tired with the monotony