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Ballard came in first and she smiled in welcome, then Mr. Evringham appeared, heavy roses nodding in all directions before him. "Grandpa!" exclaimed the child. "Why, grandpa, did you come?" There was no mistaking the joy in her tone. Dr. Ballard paused in surprise, while the stockbroker approached the bed.
Just once, you understand, once only." At this moment the brougham drove around to the steps, and Eloise came out upon the piazza. She was a vision of dainty purity in her white gown, white hat, and gloves. Mr. Evringham rose, lifted his hat, and going down the steps opened the door of the carriage.
Evringham examined it carefully to see that it was intact, and then set it carefully on his desk. Mrs. Forbes recalled the confectioner's window. "She must have bought that chicken when my back was turned!" she thought. "That young one could have given points to Napoleon." The next morning it rained so heavily that Mr. Evringham was obliged to forego his ride.
Forbes, distressed by her employer's uneasiness. "Dr. Ballard expected she'd sleep a great deal. He told me not to disturb her." "Oh, very well then, perhaps it is not to be regretted. Kindly put those roses in the deep vase, Mrs. Forbes." "Yes, sir." She took up the box. "Besides, Mr. Evringham, if she does get worse, you know the hospital here is one of the very best, and you" Mr.
Evringham said this, he saw the disappointment in the little girl's face as she looked straight ahead, and noted, too, her effort to conquer it. "Well, I do have so many happinesses," she replied. "It will be a grand sight at the beach this morning, with the sunlight on the stormy waves," said Mr. Evringham. "The water-baby will have to keep out of them, though."
Evringham loosed the pony and put the white bridle in the child's hands; then he led the pretty creature down the woodland road. "I'm so happy," repeated Jewel. "What will mother and father say!" "You'll be a regular circus rider by the time they come home." As the broker spoke these words Zeke appeared around the bend in the road, riding Essex Maid.
Evringham carelessly, and to the child's wonder and doubt he jumped aboard. "Pretty neat outfit, isn't it?" he continued, as he stood a moment looking over the lines of the craft, and then lifted the mast. "Oh, it'll sail, too, it'll sail, too!" cried Jewel, hopping up and down. "Oh, mother, did you ever hear of such a pretty boat?" "Never," replied Mrs. Evringham.
Evringham shook the drops from his head. "Get Jewel's rubber please, Zeke," he said, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder. "I was Cinderella," cried the child gayly. "That's my glass slipper out there in the mud." Zeke would have liked to joke with her, but that was an impossibility in the august presence. He cast a curious glance at the little girl as he left the barn.
Jewel's father paused. She had listened attentively. Now she turned to her grandfather. "Is that the way you think the story went, grandpa?" Mr. Evringham nodded. "I think it did," he replied. "Then go on, please, father, because I like a lot of happiness in my stories, and I want that man to hurry up and know that that error is cheating him."
There was a little silence and then Mr. Evringham turned the horses into the homeward way. "I begin to feel as if breakfast would be acceptable, Jewel. How is it with you?" "Why, I could eat" began the child hungrily, "I could eat" "Eggs?" suggested the broker, as she paused to think of something sufficiently inedible. "Almost," returned the child seriously. Another pause, and then she continued.
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