"Yes," he answered, turning towards the ferry boat, "we've done for to-day, let's take a rest in the twilight till father's ready to go home."
Nellie was nothing loth. She and her favourite brother were a great deal together, and worked on the same farm on which their father had lived all his life.
As she got into the boat, she said, "What time is it, should you say?"
He took out his rather clumsy watch, and looked at it.
"It's gone wrong again!" he said, "I set it all right this morning, and I thought I'd done it this time. I doubt I must have it seen to. The man in the village isn't no hand at it, no more than I am myself. I've tinkered it, and I've altered it, and I've shaken it—"
Nellie laughed a little, and he laughed with her.
"It strikes me I must take it to the man as made it," he remarked gravely, and Nellie looked up at his tone.
"Do you know who did?" she asked.
"Yes, a man in Windsor. But, funny enough, Nell, when I was shaking it this morning, thinks I to myself, 'Here's a help for you, Jim, in Heavenly things!'"
"Because your watch had gone wrong?" said Nell, her eyes questioning with interest. She and Jim wanted to get on in Heavenly things, and they often helped each other.