“I’d like to give that Sardis a shaking,” said Polly grimly. “When the dear child could be so comfortable and happy up on Overlook!”
The two were still talking when eleven strokes from the clock in the next room started Polly to her feet. “And I meant to be asleep by this time!” she laughed.
One of the hospital orderlies appeared at the door, an envelope in his hand.
“Dr. Dudley wished me to give you this. He will be down in a few minutes.”
Polly took the telegram wonderingly, then opened it. “Mother!” she cried—“listen!”
Raineville, New Hampshire, July—
To Robert Dudley, M.D.,
Children’s House of Joy, Fair Harbor, Conn.
Your letter received. A big Yes. Everlasting thanks to you.
Sardis Merrifield
CHAPTER XIV
PARADISE WARD ON WHEELS
THE little gray house in Prattsboro, opposite Mrs. Hamilton Garde’s garage, saw busy hours throughout that sultry July night of Sardis Merrifield’s message. Aunt Sophie and a kindly neighbor mended and stitched and washed and ironed and packed, to get Dolly ready for her journey next day and the outdoor months to follow.
Meanwhile the little maid for whom they labored slept quietly in the adjoining room, all unknowing of the delights in store for her.