“I’m glad, very glad. He don’t think I done it, does he, Jinnie?”
“No, and when I see him I’ll tell him you didn’t.”
And as if that settled it, she turned to go; then hesitating, she smiled upon him.
“Give me four nice kisses, Lafe. I’ll take one to Peg, Bobbie, and the baby, and keep one for myself.” Then after their lips had met through the bars in resounding smacks, Jinnie gasped, “We can’t forget Milly Ann and Happy Pete. Two more, honey!” 271
“God bless you, Jinnie lass,” murmured Lafe, trying to hide his emotion, and then he wheeled quickly back into the falling afternoon light under the window.
Jinnie’s energetic mind was busy with a scheme. She wasn’t sure it would meet with Peg’s approval, but when she arrived home, she sat down beside Mrs. Grandoken.
“Now, Peggy,” she began emphatically, “I want you to pay attention to what I’m saying to you.”
“I will,” said Peggy.
“Lafe wants to see the baby!”
“Now?” asked Mrs. Grandoken, surprised.