CHAPTER VII.
WANDERING EYES.
"I assure you he said he had never seen a place with more pretty young ladies in it."
"Who?" said Jessie, coming suddenly into the light closet of the work-room, where Florence Cray was taking off her hat, and Amy Lee seemed to be helping her.
"Why, Mr. Wingfield, Mr. Holdaway's head groom, who has come over with another man and a boy, and three of the loveliest horses you ever did see."
"Oh, yes, I heard," said Jessie; "and how he stared about at Church! He ought to be ashamed of himself."
"Oh! that's what Grace says, of course," said Florence; "and she's a regular old maid. She needn't fear that he'll stare at her."
Wherewith both Florence and Amy giggled, and before Jessie's hot answer was out of her mouth, one of the aunts called out—