VI
"GOD'S CABBAGES"
Sam was as good as his word. Before a week was out a minute board was erected by the children's heap of stones.
Big white letters confronted any passerby—
"BETHEL.
TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED."
And Jill made a point of visiting the spot at least once a day, to be sure that it was left unmolested.
"I'm coming to tea with you, Sam, soon," she announced one afternoon, as she sat on a gate swinging herself to and fro and watching the carpenter repairing a fence.
Sam lived alone with his old father, in a rose-covered cottage, at the corner of the village.