"Two."
"And—and—oh, dear, what do I want most? I wish I had a whole dollar to do as I choose with, to spend just as I please, without any one's saying, 'Oh, what did you get that for?'"
"Keep your eyes shut till you are told to open them," was the next command, and Jean obeyed.
After what seemed long waiting she heard Nan say: "Open thine eyes, fair maid, and behold what the genii have brought."
Jean's eyes popped open. Upon a chair before her was the picture of a pony cut from a magazine.
"Now, Nan," began Jean, half disappointed.
"You didn't say a live pony," Nan explained; "you should have said that, you know. Shut your eyes again and wait for your second wish."
Jean's eyes fell and at the second bidding she opened them to see a bona fide box of candy which Nan had mysteriously produced. The third wish was as realistic, for the actual dollar was hers, so that by the time Jack was well on her way, Jean was entirely comforted.
It was a pleasant trip, and most did they enjoy the last three miles which took them from the railway station. They drove into the gate with a dash. A man came forward to take the horses as Mr. Sanders jumped out of the carriage.
"Why, it's Jo Poker," exclaimed Mary Lee. "How did you get here?" she asked.