“I must go in now,” Cassy said. “I promised mother I wouldn’t stay, for she wants me. So much is happening that it made me forget.”
“It never rains but it pours,” said John, “but it is queer that all this should come at once. What do you think about it, Master Jerry?”
“I think it is too bad that you have to go away, and I think it is too bad that those railroad people didn’t give mother all that she ought to have. Aren’t we going to have the cottage and the garden and all that, Cassy?”
She shook her head.
“I’m afraid not. Mother doesn’t know yet. She’s got to think about it.” She spoke in a little old-fashioned way that made John smile.
Jerry looked disappointed.
“Oh, pshaw! I’m disgusted,” he said. “I thought we’d have all we wanted. I say it’s pretty hard not to get it after all this time we have had to do without.”
“It’s pretty hard not to get a lot of things,” John remarked; “but maybe they’ll come after a while. You’re young yet, my lad.” He turned back to his work and Cassy returned to the house to find dinner ready.
“John’s had some news, too,” Cassy announced as they all sat down to the table.
“I hope it is good news,” said Mrs. Law, smiling at John across the table.