o to the city."

"Oh, but it must be put in to-day," said Bobby. "I have the money to pay
you. Would four dollars be enough?"

"I think that would be enough," said Mr. Barlow. "But I will have to
nail boards over it to-night and get a big pane Monday."

"But I do so want it put in to-day," said Bobby. "Mother is coming home
on the four o'clock train."

"So your mother's coming home, is she?" He saw the anxious look on
Bobby's face.

"I will see what I can find," he said.

Mr. Barlow's shop was piled full of all sorts of things for building
houses. Besides his work bench and tool chests, there were piles of
lumber, bundles of shingles, odd window sashes and, in one corner, some
window panes. He went to this corner and looked over the panes.

"No," he said, "there is nothing big enough."

Bobby began to look here and there. Back of a pile of lumber, he found
two window panes.

"Here, Mr. Barlow," he called. "Here are some big ones."

"Well! well! I had forgotten them," said Mr. Barlow. He came back there
and measured them. "Almost big enough," he said, "but not quite. I
remember just the size of your big window. These lack three inches.

"I'm afraid you will have to wait, sonny," he added.

Bobby tried to keep back the tears, but they would come; he was so
disappointed. Mr. Barlow thought a moment.

"I'll tell you what I'll do," said he. "I had some big windows taken
over to Mr. Martin's new house this morning. He is going to have two
windows just the size of yours. If they are not yet put in, I think Mr.
Martin will let me take one for you and get him another next week."

Bobby and the carpenter went over to Mr. Martin's house. They found that
one of the big panes had already been put in, and the man was just going
to start on the other.

"Wait a minute," said Mr. Barlow. "We may not want that one put in
to-day."

Then he said to Mr. Martin, "Will you let me put that big pane into Mr.
Hill's window? I'll get another one for you on Monday."

"Why not get Mr. Hill's on Monday?" asked Mr. Martin.

"Well, you see, Bobby broke their big window and his mother is coming
home to-day," said the carpenter.

"I see," said Mr. Martin. "Well, in that case, I'll help a little chap
out."

Mr. Barlow hitched up his horse and put the big pane of glass in the
wagon. They reached the house with the big pane all safe.

While Mr. Barlow put it in, Bobby stood watching him and looking at the
clock every once in a wh