Meg did not exclaim, but she answered gently, "We must ask God to help you both to go; I'm sure you would feel different."
"I do feel different already; and Blunt says as I've grown young again. Think of that! It's all along of you, Mrs. Seymour, and what you've helped me to learn of our Saviour. But I want Blunt and the children to take the comfort of it too."
"Of course you do," answered Meg, sympathetically, "and you'll have it too, if you ask for it."
"Shall I?" asked Mrs. Blunt.
"It says, 'Ask, and ye shall receive,'" answered Meg.
A little before twelve o'clock Mrs. Blunt went down to prepare her husband's and children's dinner, and Meg rose to get ready for her Jem.
"Let me do it," said Cherry, "and then you can go on with the work; I've come to the end of all I can do now."
Meg willingly let her try, and so the dress progressed rapidly, and when Mrs. Blunt and her babies reappeared after dinner, she was surprised to see how much had been accomplished.
About eight o'clock that night the last stitch was put in it, and the last button sewn on; and then Cherry went into the other room, and came back in it smiling and blushing, and looking so pretty that Mrs. Blunt, who was preparing to go, was obliged to stoop and kiss her.
"Thank you, Mrs. Blunt," said Cherry earnestly. "I know you've put out your own work for me, and I think it's very kind of you."