"Done," Grace replied.
As soon as the exercises were over the young people hurried over to where Tom Gray and his aunt stood talking with friends.
"Well, well," sighed the old lady joyously, "here are all my own children. I am so glad to see you. I understand that I am too late with my invitation for an after gathering. Miriam has forestalled me," she added, placing her arm around Miriam, whose face glowed with pleasure at the caress.
"She has invited me, too, so I am not to complain. As many as there are room can ride in my carriage. The rest will have go in Tom's."
"Tom's?" was the cry, "When did he acquire a carriage?"
"Come and see it," was Tom's reply.
They all trooped out, Hippy leading the van.
"I wish to be the first to look upon the miracle," he cried.
"It's a peach," he shouted, as the others came up, and he was right.
"O Tom, isn't it great?" Grace exclaimed.