“What are you talking about, boy?”
“I thought it was so awfully sad that you couldn’t see—not the trees, nor the flowers, nor the ocean, nor anything—and so—and so—Father said that I must tell you that this envelope came from Kingthorpe; but open it, open it!”
Johnny Blossom was so excited that he kept hopping around. Grandmother sat herself right down on the ground.
“It’s more than I can bear,” she said. “I’m all weak and trembly in my knees. God bless you, boy, what is it you say? Shall I see once more? Oh, God’s mercy is great!”
Johnny kept on hopping. “Yes, you’ll see everything, everything!”
“I hear they call you the heir of Kingthorpe,” said Grandmother, “and I believe you are going to be just like the old master.”
By this time Tellef’s mother and Tellef and his sisters had joined them; the envelope was opened and several bills fell out.
“Did you ever in your life!” exclaimed Tellef’s mother. “Here’s two hundred dollars, Grandmother.”
My, oh my! All that money for a fishing rod, thought Johnny, still dancing gleefully around Grandmother. But all at once Grandmother started up eagerly and began to talk fast:
“I must go right away. Come and help me. I have no time to lose. I have not seen the ocean for twelve years. I must go right away. Oh, to think that the good God has remembered me, poor old body that I am!”