"Yes."
"I'd ought to ben home sooner to give him his tea, but I hadn't a time-piece with me."
"I gave him his tea."
"Oh, I'm so thankful! Now I can ketch my breath. You'll call again, won't you?"
The radiant young girl blessed Miss Benslow with a wonderful smile.
"Yes. I'll come again to-morrow," she answered graciously, and passed on her way.
Miss Benslow turned to look after the lithe, graceful figure crossing Elysian fields.
"It's the first time I ever got a square look at her," she soliloquized in surprise at her own impression. "She's a—a"—she hesitated for a simile for the perfect simplicity of the girl's appearance, and that enchanting smile. "I'd call her a sunlight beauty," she finished, and trudged on.
Blanche Aurora, watching the road at the back of the house for Captain Jerry's carriage, didn't see Linda until she had nearly reached the piazza. The child then ran to the front door and in her eagerness slammed the screen behind her and stood waiting.
As soon as she met her friend's eyes she began to flush. Yes, it had been worth while! It surely had been worth while! Her heart hammered.