. Five little Peppers grown up, a sequel to Five little Peppers midway . thing about being glad to be there ; thenawkwardlv stood still, 490 THAT SETTLES MANY THINGS. Mrs. Cabot, who evidently did not regardhim in the friendliest of lights, turned herback upon him, keeping her arm around Polly. Pickering is waiting to see you, she said,and trying to draw her off. Ill come in a minute, said Polly, break-ing away from her, and taking a step towardJack Longhead. How do you do V she said, putting outher hand. Jack Loughead seized it eagerly. May Isee you — just now ? he asked in a quick, lowvoice.
. Five little Peppers grown up, a sequel to Five little Peppers midway . thing about being glad to be there ; thenawkwardlv stood still, 490 THAT SETTLES MANY THINGS. Mrs. Cabot, who evidently did not regardhim in the friendliest of lights, turned herback upon him, keeping her arm around Polly. Pickering is waiting to see you, she said,and trying to draw her off. Ill come in a minute, said Polly, break-ing away from her, and taking a step towardJack Longhead. How do you do V she said, putting outher hand. Jack Loughead seized it eagerly. May Isee you — just now ? he asked in a quick, lowvoice. I have your mothers permission totell you something — From Mamsie, cried Polly, her beamingface breaking into fresh smiles; yes, indeed,Mr. Loughead. About—myself, stumbled Jack truth-fully, but your mother gave me permission tospeak to you. Will you go down the lane,Miss Pepper, while I can tell you ? So Polly, despite Mrs. Cabots calls Come,Polly, nodded to Grandpapa, who said, Allright, child, dont be gone long, and movedoff with Jack Loughead down the lane,. HE WALKED OFF, LEAVING POLLY ALONE IN THE LANE. THE NEW YORKPUBLIC LIBRARY ASTO: THAT SETTLES MANY THINGS. 493 fresh with spring blossoms and gay with birdsongs. 1 dont know how, said Jack Longhead,after a moments pause, during which Pollyhad lifted her face to look at him wonderingly,to tell you. I have never been among ladies,and my mother died when I was fifteen ; sincethat I have been working hard, and known noother life. You have been so kind to Amy,he said suddenly, as if there were a refuge inthe words. Oh, dont put it that way, cried Polly, fullof sympathy, Amy is a dear little thing; I amvery fond of her. He turned glad eyes on her. Yes, I when you spoke to me and showed, memy duty, I — Oh! cried Polly, with cheeks aflame, dont make me think of that time. Howcould I speak so, and to you, who know somuch more of duty than I ever could im-agine ? Pray forget it, Mr. Longhead, shebegged. I cant,
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