Shelley looked at me, and waited for me to tell mother as much as I wanted to, of what had happened. But I didn't think things like that were to be talked about before every one, so I just said: "Oh nothing! Only, I told Shelley this very morning that the Paget man was coming soon, and that everything was going to be all right." "You did? Well of all the world! I can't see why." "Oh something told me! I just FELT that way." "More of that Fairy nonsense?" asked father sharply. "No. I didn't get that from the Fairies." "Well, never mind!" said Shelley, rising, because she saw that I had told all I wanted to. "Little Sister DID tell me this morning that he was coming, that everything would be made right, and it's the queerest thing, but instantly I believed her. Didn't I sing all morning, mother? The first note since Robert didn't come when I expected him in Chicago, weeks ago." "Yes," said mother. "That's a wonderfully strange thing. I can't see what made you think so." "Anyway, I did!" I said. "Now let's go have dinner. I'm starving." I caught May's hand, and ran to get away from them. Father and mother walked one on each side of Shelley, while with both hands she held her letters before her. When we reached the house we just talked about them all the time. Pretty soon the boys were back, and then they told about sending the telegram. Leon vowed he gave the operator a dime extra to start that message with a shove, so it would go faster. "It will go all right," said Laddie, "and how it will go won't be a circumstance to the way he'll come. If there's anything we ought to do, before he gets here, we should hustle. Chicago isn't a thousand miles away. That message can reach him by two o'clock, it's probable he has got ready while he was waiting, so he will start on the first train our way. He could reach Groveville on the ten, to-morrow. We better meet it." "Yes, we'll meet it," said mother. "Is the carriage perfectly clean?" Father said: "It must be gone over. Our general manager here ordered me to speed up, and we drove a little coming from town." Mother went to planning what else should be done. "Don't do anything!" cried Shelley. "The house is all right. There's no need to work and worry into a sweat. He won't notice or care how things look." "I miss my guess if he doesn't notice and care very much indeed," said mother emphatically. "Men are not blind. No one need think they don't see when things are not as they should be, just because they're not cattish enough to let you know it, like a woman always does. Shelley, wouldn't you like to ride over and spend the afternoon with the Princess?" "Nope!" said Shelley. "It's her turn to come to see me. Besides, you don't get me out of the way like that. I know what you'll do here, and I intend to help." "Do you need one of the boys at the house?" asked father, and if you'll believe it, both of them wanted to stay.