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Ben was all out of breath when he got through, and stood looking at young Loughead. "What's the doctor wanted for?" cried Company, springing to his feet, and seizing his hat from the table. "Why, of course I'll go delighted to be of use who for?" "Pickering Dodge got up too soon keeled over," said Ben briefly. "I've got to stay with him he's in bed and we don't want Grandpapa or Polly to know."
Loughead, now that you have come, and that she sees how much you want her to study and practice, she will really do better. I do, indeed," said Polly earnestly.
Come on, Dave, we can catch the midnight train," looking at his watch. "But if it makes Polly worse," said David doubtfully. Joel's hand carrying the hat to his head, wavered, and he finally tossed the head-gear into the nearest corner. "I suppose you are right, Dave," he said helplessly, and sinking into a chair. Jack Loughead marched into his uncle's room.
Oh, Jasper! how slow we are!" Pickering Dodge shook his long legs impatiently as he got out of his seat. "Don't try to help me, Mr. Loughead," he said testily, as the old gentleman offered his arm; "I'm not sick now. No, thanks, I'll go out alone." Jasper now ran up, but he didn't offer to help, but waited patiently for Pickering's slow movements as he worked his way unsteadily down the aisle.
King delightedly; "only just keep it up. You'll get well fast, as long as you can fight. Come on, Polly, my girl, or we shall be late for the train." The evening before, Jack Loughead ran up the steps to Miss Salisbury's "Select School for Young Ladies," and pulled the bell hastily. Amy ran down as quickly to the little room where she was always allowed to see her brother.
"No, no," cried Polly, getting out of her chair, "I didn't mean so, indeed I didn't, Mr. Loughead. Oh! what have I said? I think you have done beautifully. How could you help things when you were not here? Oh! Mr. Loughead, I do hope you will forgive me. I have only made matters worse, I'm afraid," and poor Polly's face drooped. Jack Loughead turned with a sudden gesture.
It was a long speech, and at the end of it, Polly and the caller were seated, she in a big chair, and he back on the divan opposite to her. "I am glad to see you, Mr. Loughead," said Polly brightly, "and I hope I can help you, for I am very fond of Amy."
"Perhaps you'll believe me when I say I've never had anything do me so much good in all my life, as what you said." "What are those two talking about all this unconscionable time," Joel was now exclaiming in the library, as he glanced up at the clock. "I could finish that Amy Loughead in the sixteenth of a minute." Old Mr. King turned uneasily in his chair.
Loughead," she said, and the color deserted her round cheek, and she leaned forward from the depths of the big chair, "I am afraid you won't like what I am going to say." "Go on, please," said Jack, his eyes on her face. "I think if you want to understand Amy," said Polly, holding her hands very tightly together, to keep her courage up, "you must love her first." "Hey?
"There is no answer," at last she said to the messenger. "Oh, Miss Pepper, what is it?" cried Amy Loughead, brought out of her own fright, by the dread of a new trouble. "Julia Anderson is sick and cannot be here," said Polly. "Oh, dear! and she was going to play with Miss Porter. What will you do?" cried Amy in consternation.
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