"Yes, miss. If you was to tell me I'd forgive and forget."
Toney laughed and then hurried Jim off.
"Remember my glove with the green finger!"
"Yes, miss," and Jim flew off to obey. If Toney had told him to run twenty miles he would have gone. Next, Toney went to find the Hamiltons; she did not think they would go to the barn at once and she was right. In the little second drawing-room where the lights had been lowered, she was conscious of soft murmuring tones, and rushing in she heard Maud's voice.
"Oh, Jeanie darling, don't, don't cry like that! What shall we do?"
The beautiful vision in blue was hiding her face in the sofa cushions and sobbing.
"It's only me," exclaimed Toney coughing. "Is anything the matter?" Jeanie jumped up.
"No, no, thank you, I did not feel very well. I think I would prefer going up to my room."
"Oh! and miss Mr. Weston's playing! Please come and hear him, and after that you can go—and—and——" Poor Toney was non-plussed.
"Forgive me," said Jeanie, her pride giving way, "I was upset; I once knew Mr. Weston and—we were great friends, but we quarrelled, and—he—won't forgive me."