"I'll give you a chance," said Aunt Hildy.
Louis went over to Jane's in the morning, and the boys returned with him to tell us what a good supper and breakfast they had had.
"And such a nice bed," added Burton. "When we looked out of the window this morning I wished mother could come."
"Poor little soul!" I said, "your mother shall come. We will move every obstacle from her path."
"If father could find work here it would be nice," and a little while after, he said in a low tone:
"There ain't any rum shops here, is there?"
He was a tender plant, touchingly sensitive, and when I told him we were to send word to his mother that he liked his home, his joy was a pleasure to witness.
"Miss North says we may have some flowers, and we'd better go back, Willie, and see about getting the spot ready—she had her seed box out last night, but I guess she'll give us plants too, to put in the ground."
He was very thoughtful, and would not stay too long for anything, he said. Aunt Hildy looked after them, and sighed with the thoughts that rose within, but said no word.
The three weeks of Mr. and Mrs. Waterman's stay were at an end.