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Betsy sat staring through the window of the first hack she had ever been in, -- also it was the first she had ever seen. She was wondering, wondering, as she rolled along up two-mile drive that lay between the station and the Hill-Top, what would happen next. Things had moved pretty swiftly in the past few weeks, and Betsy had been simply a bewildered leaf floating on the whirling tide of destiny.
To begin with, her father had disappeared; -- run away from the little farm on the New Hampshire hillside. Tired of the stones and the drudgery -- tired, too, of the wife, who, through neglect, hard work and lack of good food, had grown to be a fretful invalid -- he had disappeared like a coward, in the night, no one knew where.