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And yet her heart was torn with the thought that those very days she had counted on her calendar marked the coming separation from Gyp and the schoolmates at Highacres Highacres itself. She must go away from them all and all that they were doing and they would in time forget her, because they would know nothing of Sunnyside.
There were the pleasant walks to and from school through the city streets, whose teeming life never failed to fascinate Jerry; the jolly recess, breaking the school session, when the girls gathered around the long tables and ate their lunch; and then the afternoon's play on the athletic field at Highacres.
Isobel ready, they all squeezed merrily into the automobile, taking care not to crush the rose-pink finery, and whirled off to Highacres. Isobel, who loved dramatic situations in real life quite as well as in make-believe, planned to conceal her radiance until her first appearance on the stage, when she would startle them all, and especially Lysander, with her dazzling loveliness.
He turned to her something in her face, in her steady eyes, made him feel that if out at Highacres he found what he prayed he might not find he would need her. "Yes I want you," he answered simply, wondering a little why, at this distressed moment, he should feel such an absurd sense of comfort in having her with him. They drove away, two long poles and a coil of rope in the tonneau.
She forgot the languishing princess she had consigned to the prison above in her joy of the bright sunshine, the inviting slopes of Highacres, velvety green, and the new friend at her side. "I'm so glad Uncle Johnny found you!" In the Westley home each school day had always begun with a rite that would some day be a sacred memory to Mrs.
Though John Westley had come to Highacres that morning with an important matter on his mind and had, on a sudden impulse, begged Miss Lee to give him a half-hour that he might talk it over with her, he had to tell her, now, of Jerry and how he had found her standing on the Wishing-rock, visioning a wonderful world of promise that lay beyond her mountain.
So on this day that was to mark the opening of the Lincoln School at Highacres, Jerry stood in line with the others and, though each young person was faultlessly ready for this first day of school, Mrs.
"But I remember Gyp saying this morning that she was going to have one more skate!" cried Isobel suddenly. "Before we report this to the police, Mary, we'll go out to Highacres," Uncle Johnny said. And the thought of what he might find there made Mrs. Westley grip the back of a chair for support. "Come with me, Graham. Isobel stay with your mother."
Jerry's own path was a steep, narrow, little path, and led straight away from Highacres but it led to Sunnyside! So with the little ache that gripped her when she thought that she must very soon leave Highacres forever, was a great joy that in a few days now she would see her precious Sweetheart and Gyp and Isobel would be with her. The whole family was in a flutter over the Commencement.
I wish I'd gone there! Where's Graham?" Isobel stretched her daintily-clad self in the chintz-cushioned chair that Gyp had vacated. "He went out to Highacres to see the changes. Won't it seem funny to go to school in old Uncle Peter's house?" For the moment Gyp and Tibby forgot to feel bored. "It'll be like going to a new school. I know I shall be possessed to slide down the banisters.
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