'Was that Mr. Arthur, and was the young girl Gretchen?'
How fast the lines touching her past had widened about her since she first saw the likeness in the mirror, and her confused memories of the past began to take shape and assume a tangible form.
'I will find that house, and that picture, and that Mr. Carter, and the people who lived there before him,' she said to herself; and then again, addressing Marian, she asked:
'What was the street, and the number of that house?'
Marian told her the street, but could not remember the number, while Tom said, laughingly:
'Why, Jerrie, what makes you so much interested in an old German house? Do you expect to go there and live in it?'
'Yes,' Jerrie replied, in the same light tone. 'I am going to Germany sometime—going to Wiesbaden, and I mean to find that house and the picture which Miss Raymond says I am so much like; then I shall know how I look to others. You remember the couplet:
'"Oh, wad some power the giftie gie us,
To see ourselfs as others see us!"
'Look in the glass there, the best one you can find, and you'll see yourself as others see you,' Dick said, gallantly.
Before Jerrie could reply, a servant appeared on the piazza, saying there was some one at the telephone asking for Mr. Peterkin.