"Yes, I think she would, after yesterday; but I don't want to make trouble that might extend to Father and your father. I had better keep away." "Yes, I guess you had," said Adam. "If Grandfather rows, he raises a racket. But maybe he won't!" "Maybe! Wouldn't you like to see what happens when Mother come in from the potatoes and Nancy Ellen comes out from the living room, and Father comes to dinner, all about the same time?" Adam laughed appreciatively. "Wouldn't I just!" he cried. "Kate, you like my mother, don't you?" "I certainly do! She has been splendid. I never dreamed of such a thing as getting the money from her." "I didn't either," said Adam, "until--I became a mind reader." Kate looked straight into his eyes. "How about that, Adam?" she asked. Adam chuckled. "She didn't intend to say a word. She was going to let the Bateses fight it out among themselves. Her mouth was shut so tight it didn't look as if she could open it if she wanted to. I thought it would be better for you to borrow the money from her, so Father wouldn't get into a mess, and I knew how fine she was, so I just SUGGESTED it to her. That's all!" "Adam, you're a dandy!" cried Kate. "I am having a whole buggy load of fun, and you ought to go," said he. "It's all right! Don't you worry! I'll take care of you." "Why, thank you, Adam!" said Kate. "That is the first time any one ever offered to take care of me in my life. With me it always has been pretty much of a 'go-it-alone' proposition." "What of Nancy Ellen's did you take?" he asked. "Why didn't you get some gloves? Your hands are so red and work-worn. Mother's never look that way." "Your mother never has done the rough field work I do, and I haven't taken time to be careful. They do look badly. I wish I had taken a pair of the lady's gloves; but I doubt if she would have survived that. I understand that one of the unpardonable sins is putting on gloves belonging to any one else." Then the train came and Kate climbed aboard with Adam's parting injunction in her ears: "Sit beside an open window on this side!" So she looked for and found the window and as she seated herself she saw Adam on the outside and leaned to speak to him again. Just as the train started he thrust his hand inside, dropped his dollar on her lap, and in a tense whisper commanded her: "Get yourself some gloves!" Then he ran. Kate picked up the dollar, while her eyes dimmed with tears. "Why, the fine youngster!" she said. "The Jim-dandy fine youngster!"