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"I don't know; but just think of rushing out into those great breakers, when you don't expect it, right from living so quietly in the pond!" "H'm. A good deal like going straight from Bel-Air Park to Wall Street, I should think." Jewel grew serious. "I think fish have the most fun," she said.
"I've been thinking that perhaps you're in a hurry to get to business, grandpa." The child did not quote his words about the ingoing ferry boat lest he should feel regret at having spoken them. "Well, there's no use in my being in a hurry this morning," he returned. "I was going to ask, couldn't you show me how to go to Bel-Air, so you wouldn't have to take so much time?"
His mental processes were stiff when the subject related to things apart from the stock market, his horses, and golf, but he was finally understanding that his granddaughter had come to Bel-Air, prepared by accounts which had cast a glamour over everything and everybody in it. She had evidently found Mrs. Forbes fall below her expectations. He had been disillusioned concerning Mrs.
"Oh, no, father!" replied Julia, smiling. "There is nothing I desire less." "Mother'll get acquainted with the people at church," said Jewel, "and I know she'll love Mr. and Mrs. Reeves. They're grandpa's friends, mother." "Yes," remarked Mr. Evringham, busy with his dinner, "some of the best people in Bel-Air have gone over to this very strange religion of yours, Julia.
Bonnell's last night in Bel-Air, and I heard him ask if he might come for her; but I do so want Zeke to go, grandpa!" "Well, for the love of" began the broker slowly. "Yes, Zeke is getting to understand a good deal about Christian Science.
Jewel sighed rapturously and hurried along the road. The giantess had asked for her. Ah, what a happy world it would be if there were nothing at Bel-Air Park but grandpa, his horses, and the ravine! Mrs. Forbes espied the child in the distance, and was at the door when she came in.
The conductor approached, and as the doctor presented his ticket, he said, "This little girl's fare is paid, I believe." The conductor nodded and passed on. "I'm to get off at Bel-Air," said Jewel. "I hope he doesn't forget." "If he does, I shan't," said the doctor, "for I'm going to get off there myself." The child's eyes brightened. "Isn't that nice!" she returned.
"I'm very happy when I think of it," she answered, "for there is other work I would rather do." "I should think so, indeed. Catering to the whims of a lot of silly women who don't know their own minds! It must be the very yes, very unpleasant. Yes, we have a fine school in Bel-Air. Jewel, we're going to work you hard next winter. How shall you like that?"
"What do you make of it?" The child, disturbed by such daring, and dreading to see the owner of these splendid possessions scramble up the bank, looked reluctantly. The name was a long one, but so familiar that she recognized it at once. "Evringham." She lifted her eyes to her grandfather. "It's the same as ours." "There isn't another Evringham in Bel-Air," returned the broker.
She had an efficient teacher who worked with her con amore, and the sight of the erect, gray-haired man on his famous mare, always accompanied by the rosy little girl on a black pony, came to be a familiar sight in Bel-Air, and one which people always turned to follow with their eyes. Eloise had her talk with Mr.
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