“I hear that you wish to sell your fishing rod so as to get money for Tellef’s grandmother,” said Father at the dinner table. “Very well, John. I will buy it and you shall run over to Sandy Point with the money this afternoon.”
Johnny grew crimson with pleasure. “Oh, thank you, thank you!”
“You may bring me the fishing rod,” said Father.
“It’s all packed,” answered Johnny.
Then Father gave Johnny a sealed envelope.
“Take great care of this—there is a good deal of money in it—and run down to Tellef’s grandmother with it at once. Say that it comes from Kingthorpe.”
So Johnny Blossom dashed over the hill again. This was something worth hurrying for. When he came to Sandy Point, he saw the grandmother walking alone around the outside of the house, feeling her way as usual.
“Good day,” said Johnny Blossom, bowing low. “Please take this”—and he put the envelope into her hand.
“What is it?” asked Grandmother.
“It’s money so that you can be made to see again,” answered Johnny, earnestly.