"Wait and see," cheered her Fairy.
And it seemed that wonders would never cease now they had begun, for when Sally went about getting supper Mistress Brace said to her:
"If you would be doing some good by your screeching at tunes, Master Sutcliff has been here, and will pay me three shillings a term for letting you help at his singing-school. I told him I couldn't be lending you for nothing, so now, all but Saturdays your evenings will be taken up. I hope that will satisfy you."
"My dress is not fit," said Sally.
"I will see to that!" snapped Mistress Cory Ann.
And see to it she did. For she went the next day to Goodman Chatfield's store, and bought a piece of blue linsey-woolsey, which in a day or two was made into so becoming a dress, that Mistress Brace wished she had bought the green one, which was not as pretty, but which Goodman Chatfield held at a higher price.
And Master Sutcliff knew he had made a good trade, for Sally's strong young voice was true as well, and soon led right bravely the chorus of many voices. And for the maid herself it was great joy thus to sing with others, and be taught the notes that she soon learned.
One day Mistress Brace saw Parson Kendall again coming up her steps, and, curtseying as before, she bade him enter.
"I hear," said the parson, "that Master Sutcliff pays thee a quarterly sum for allowing the young maid that is in thy care to lead somewhat at the singing-school."
"Yes," said Mistress Cory Ann, "I could not let her sing for naught. I feed her, there surely should be some return."