They were so busy that Jack was right upon them before they were aware of his approach.
“Guess I’ve found what we’re looking for,” he announced jubilantly when he came within earshot.
“Really, Jack!” cried Desiré, almost falling off the seat of the wagon in her excitement, while the children threw themselves on him, flinging the cat tails far and wide.
“As far as I can see, he’s a perfect match. The man raises them for sale. I gave him the doctor’s address, and he promised to get in touch with him at once. However, I’ll write a letter too, and mail it in the first town we come to.”
“Isn’t it nice,” said Desiré, when they were once more on their way, “that you were able to do something for the doctor in return for his kindness to you?”
“Yes; and do you know, Dissy, people have been most awfully kind to us all summer.”
“They surely have. I never dreamed we’d make so many friends.”
“Huh!” said Priscilla bluntly; “some of them weren’t very nice. Those folks in Halifax were just horrid!”
“Hush!” ordered Desiré severely; for she had never repeated to Jack her unpleasant experiences in that city.
Jack looked searchingly at her flushed face, but said nothing more about it until they were alone that evening; then he insisted on hearing the whole story.