Any day , any hour , might bring John Lincoln to Plainfield . What should she do ? Hide from him ? Refuse to see him ? But he would find out the truth just the same ; she would lose his friendships and respect just as surely . Sidney trod the way of the transgressor , and found that its thorns pierced to bone and marrow . Everything had come to an end -- nothing was left to her ! In the untried recklessness of twenty untempered years she wished she could die before John Lincoln came to Plainfield . The eyes of youth could not see how she could possibly live afterward . * * * * * Some days later a young man stepped from the C.P.R. train at Plainfield station and found his way to the one small hotel the place boasted . After getting his supper he asked the proprietor if he could direct him to `` The Evergreens . '' Caleb Williams looked at his guest in bewilderment . `` Never heerd o ' such a place , '' he said . `` It is the name of Mr. Conway 's estate -- Mr. James Conway , '' explained John Lincoln . `` Oh , Jim Conway 's place ! '' said Caleb . `` Did n't know that was what he called it . Sartin I kin tell you whar ' to find it . You see that road out thar ' ? Well , just follow it straight along for a mile and a half till you come to a blacksmith 's forge .
Jim Conway 's house is just this side of it on the right -- back XXXXX the road a smart piece and no other handy .
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