“Jerry,” said she, “now that I’ve had an opportunity of knowing Mrs. Journay better, I see that I was wrong—altogether wrong. I want her and her niece to stay here with us until that horrible old barn is put in order for them again—if it ever is; and I want you—”
Jerry stepped forward and held out his hand, smiling. Lynn thought, with a flash of hope, that even her aunt could not resist him; but Mrs. Journay regarded him sternly.
“Lynn,” said she, “introduce this young man to me. I do not know him.”
“But, auntie!” protested Lynn. “You’ve seen him—”
“Not properly,” said Mrs. Journay.
“Mrs. Journay, this is my nephew, Gerald Sargent,” said Mrs. Aldrich.
Then Mrs. Journay took his outstretched hand and smiled, the jolliest sort of smile.
“I always liked that boy!” she observed aside to Mrs. Aldrich.[Pg 181]
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