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Helping Charlotte and the boys serve the sandwiches and chocolate, which appeared presently the chocolate being made by Mrs. Fields in the kitchen he said to the girl: "I haven't had such a good time since I came away from my old home." "It was so nice of Fieldsy to make the chocolate," Charlotte replied, somewhat irrelevantly. Then as the doctor looked quickly at her and laughed, she flushed.
It stood ready upon the table, Charlotte's greatest success a big, old-fashioned orange "layer-cake," with pale yellow icing, twenty-three pale yellow candles surrounding it in a flaming circle, and one great yellow Maréchal Niel rose in the centre. "Whew-w, that's a beauty!" cried Doctor Churchill. "Did you make it, Fieldsy?" "Indeed I didn't," denied Mrs. Fields, with great satisfaction.
"O Fieldsy," and this time it was Charlotte who invaded the kitchen and grasped the housekeeper's hands "how good it seems to be back! But I can't realise a bit I'm at home over here, can you?" "You'll soon get used to it, I guess, Mis' Churchill." "Oh, and that sounds strange from you!" declared Charlotte, laughing. "I'd begun to get a little bit used to it down in Virginia.
"I know," she said, softly. "Fieldsy told me a little bit. I'm so sorry." He drew a long breath and looked down at her, his eyes searching her face. "You are a little comrade," he said, and his voice was low and moved. Then with a quick motion he seized her hands again and they were off, back down the river.
Fields, her spare face lighted into something like real comeliness by the pleasure in her heart. "Just one thing, Doctor Andy. I'm terrible sorry them relatives of yours happened along just now. If I'd gone to the door well I don't believe but I'd have seen my way clear to " Churchill shook his head, smiling. "No, Fieldsy, you know you wouldn't.
"And pulls down the shades the minute the lamp is lighted " "So do you." "I saw her lock the kitchen door in the face of that Mis' Carter the other day, when she caught sight of her coming up the walk." "See here, Fieldsy, you've been spying on your neighbours," said Doctor Churchill severely. "You despise that sort of thing yourself, so you mustn't yield to it.
Do you know that we're all alone that not even Fieldsy is over there? Charlotte's going to get dinner, and I'm to help her with the clearing up, and then we're going to sit on our porch. Of course we shall be constantly looking down the street for a messenger boy with a telegram announcing the coming of our next guest, but until he comes " Everybody laughed at the expressive breath he drew.
"Oh, I don't call her that to her face!" she said, hurriedly. "I don't think she would mind. That's what Andy Churchill called her, and calls her yet, when he forgets her newly acquired dignity as a doctor's housekeeper. I'm mighty glad Fieldsy can be of service to you. You've won her heart completely and I assure you that's a bigger triumph than you realise."
A few minutes after this little speech the subject of it quite unexpectedly came dashing in, bringing with him a great breath of February air. He stopped in astonishment upon the threshold. "If this isn't the unkindest trick I ever heard of!" he cried, his brilliant eyes flashing from one to another. "I suppose that arch-traitor of a Fieldsy planned to have you all safely away before I came home.
"Home again," said Andrew Churchill, as he set his latch-key in the door of the brick house four days later. "Fieldsy must be away, or she would have answered." They hurried through the house. It was in absolute order, but empty.
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