“Are you putting a premium on a long stay?” asked Miss Rindy with a swift smile. Then, very seriously: “You’ll take good care of her while I am away, won’t you, Reed? The fact that you will be at hand to watch over her makes me better satisfied to go.” “You bet I’ll take care of her,” returned Reed fervently. Thus was Miss Rindy’s prophecy fulfilled, for the summer saw far separated those who had roamed Beatty’s Island together. But one day two years later, Ellen, standing at the door of Happy House, saw a group coming across the bridge. “Here they come! Here they come! They caught the morning boat!” she cried. The strains of a violin suddenly ceased, and Reed’s long legs brought him to Ellen’s side before the travellers came up. Mabel and her husband pressed forward, next came Miss Rindy with her fatherless little niece, Teresa, and then—who but Jeremy Todd? Ellen held out her hands. “Welcome to Happy House!” she cried. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of An Everyday Girl, by Amy E. Blanchard