“Yes,” replied Jack, smiling frankly, yet with quivering lips and misty eyes. “After talking with Annie last night,”—casting a glance of affectionate gratitude at the schoolmistress,—“I concluded I had been foolish. I didn’t know what I wanted to run away for. If I have done wrong, why, I’m willing to suffer for it. I know I’ve been wrong in some things. The idea of finding so much money, and then of having it taken from me, made me wild; I wasn’t myself; but I guess I’m all right now, and I hope you’ll forgive me,” he said, winking away a tear or two.