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Zeke paused and with a comical gesture of his head indicated the child and then the mare. "It's been nip and tuck between them, sir; but I guess Jewel's got the Maid beat by now." Harry laughed. "Two blue ribbons, she's won, sir. She'll get another this autumn if he shows her." "I should think so. She's a raving beauty." As he spoke, Harry smoothed the bright coat. "When are we going out, Jewel?"
It is as certain that it was delivered after Jewel's return to London from his visitation in the west country. On November 2, 1559, he wrote to Peter Martyr: "I have at last returned to London, with a body worn out by a most fatiguing journey."
All moved and changed like figures in a kaleidoscope before Jewel's unwinking gaze; but the long minutes dragged by until at last her father and mother appeared among the passengers who came in procession down the steep incline from the boat. Mr. Evringham drew back a step as father, mother, and child clung to each other, kissing and murmuring with soft exclamations.
"Horse fell down. Devil of a time! Roses for your wife." Harry grasped the box, touched his father's hand, kissed the child, and strode up the plank amid the frowns of officials. Jewel's eager eyes followed him, then, as he disappeared, lifted again to her mother, who smiled and waved her hand to Mr. Evringham. The latter raised his hat and took the occasion to wipe his heated brow.
"That wasn't all, though, because I was thinking about Dr. Ballard. He feels sorry. I couldn't tell you about it at lunch, because aunt Madge well, because " "Yes," returned Eloise quietly. "It is better for us to be alone." Jewel's brow relaxed. "Yes," she said contentedly, "in the Ravine of Happiness." "Look out, though," continued the girl in the same quiet tone and looking back at the sky.
The unaffected humility and gratitude that sounded in his voice as he described the changed conditions which followed his cure caused the roses to deepen in Jewel's cheeks. She wondered where Zeke was sitting. Altogether she was happy over the meeting, and her grandfather's attitude was as kindly as could have been expected. Eloise came into her mother's room that night, beaming.
To Jewel's relief her thoughts remained preoccupied during the remainder of the meal; and as soon as the child could leave, she flew to the closet under the stairs, where Anna Belle often went into retreat during the luncheon hour, and from thence back to the garden she was making by the brookside. When she returned to the house her eyes lighted as she saw two horses before the piazza, and Dr.
"I've been reading Jewel's Christian Science book a great deal the last few days," said Eloise. "If it's the truth, then she helped Essex Maid." Mrs. Evringham was dismayed. "What a very large if, my dear," she returned lightly. "She's a bright little girl," said Dr. Ballard, and as he spoke Jewel came back. She brought her doll straight to him, and he took both child and doll on his lap.
"But," suggested Jewel, lifting her shoulders, "she's too busy in summer in the ravines and everywhere." "Oh," Mr. Evringham nodded his head knowingly. "Nature looks out for everything." "Grandpa!" Jewel's eyes were intent. "Would she ask Summer to touch this great big pond? What would she want to do it for?" "Oh, more house-cleaning, I suppose."
The golden dog had deeply impressed Jewel's fancy, and when she finished relating the story, her face all alight, Mr. Evringham shook his head. "Star is going to have his hands full, I can see," he remarked, restraining Essex Maid's longing for a gallop. "Why, grandpa?" "To hold his own against that dog." Jewel looked thoughtful.
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