The work of moving and getting settled began without delay. Mrs. Barker spent all the afternoons at the new house; and thither came Esther also every day as soon as school was out at three o'clock. The girl worked very hard in these times; for after her long morning in school she gave the rest of the daylight hours to arranging and establishing furniture, hanging draperies, putting up hooks, and the like; and after that she went home to make her father's tea, and give him as much cheery talk as she could command. In the business of moving, however, she found unexpected assistance.
When Christopher told his wife of the decision about the house, the answering remark, made approvingly, was, 'That's a spunky little girl!'
'What do you mean?' said Christopher, not approving such an irreverent expression.
'She's got stuff in her. I like that sort.'
'But that house ain't really a place for her, you know.'
'That's what I'm lookin' at,' returned Mrs. Bounder, with a broad smile at him. 'She ain't scared by no nonsense from duin' what she's got to du. Don't you be scared neither; houses don't make the folks that live in 'em. But what I'm thinkin' of is, they'll want lots o' help to git along with their movin'. Christopher, do you know there's a big box waggin in the barn?'
'I know it.'
'Wall, that'll carry their things fust-rate, ef you kin tackle up your fine-steppin' French emperor there with our Dolly. Will he draw in double harness?'
'Will he! Well, I'll try to persuade him.'
'An' you needn't to let on anything about it. They ain't obleeged to know where the waggin comes from.'