him
you were probably asleep, as it was late when you came in, and so he
wrote something for you, and went whistling off as merrily as if he had
been in his carriage, instead of on foot in his working-dress.'

'And he shall have his carriage, too, some day, and a pair of the finest
horses the country affords, and you shall ride beside him, in a satin
gown and India shawl. You'll see!' Jerrie said, impetuously, as she
arose from the table and began to clear away the dishes.

The spell was upon her strongly now, and as her grandmother talked, the
objects around her gradually faded away; the cottage, so out of
proportion, and so humble in all its surroundings, was gone, and in its
place a house, fair to look upon, fair as Tracy Park and much like it,
and Harold was the master, looking a very prince, instead of the tired,
shabbily dressed man he was now.

'And I shall be there, too,' Jerrie whispered, or rather nodded to
herself. 'I know I shall, and I do not believe one word of the Maude
affair, and never will until he tells me himself, or she; and
then--well, then, I will be glad for them, until I come to be really
glad myself.'

She was moving rapidly around the kitchen, for there was a great deal to
be done--the Saturday's work and all the clothes to be ironed, and then
she meant to get up some little surprise for Harold, to show him that
she appreciated his thoughtfulness for her.

About half-past ten a servant from Le Bateau brought her a note from Ann
Eliza, who wrote as follows.

'Dear Jerrie:--Have pity on a poor cripple, and come as soon as you
can and see her. I sprained my ankle last night in that awful storm,
and Tom had to bring me home in his arms. Think of it, and what my
feelings must have been. I am hardly over it yet--the queer feelings
I mean--for, of course, my ankle is dreadful, and so swollen, and
pains me so that I cannot step, but must stay in my room all day. So
come as soon as possible. You have never seen the inside of our
house, or my rooms. Come to lunch, please. We will have it up here.
Good-bye.

'From your loving friend,

'ANN ELIZA.

'P.S.--I wonder if Tom will inquire for me.'

'Tell her I will be there by lunch time,' Jerrie said to the man, while
to her grandmother she continued: 'The baking and cleaning are all done,
and I can finish the ironing when I get back; it will be cooler then,
and I do want to see the inside of that s