"You will have to go over for me, Charlie," said Hal, "because I cannot leave school. The stage starts at nine."
Charlie was in ecstasies. She rose by daylight on Thursday morning, to curl her hair, Kit said; and could hardly wait for Hal to cut and pack the flowers.
"I am sure I shall be left!" she declared twenty times at least.
Hal thought of it all the way to school. It seemed different from any other earnings, and gave him an exquisite pleasure. His own lovely darlings, his dream actually coming to pass.
Charlie was superbly generous, and left the stage at the Cross-roads, when she might have ridden half a mile farther.
The children were just being dismissed: so she rushed in full of excitement.
"O Hal! he said they were lovely, and the carnations magnificent. He wondered how you raised them. They were a great deal prettier than his."
Hal blushed like a girl. He had sent the carnations at a venture.
"And here's the bill and the money."