"I don't want to sit down," said Jinnie, very much offended. "I'm going! I'm sorry you think Lafe----" Molly rose too. Impetuously she held out her hand. "I really shouldn't have spoken that way, because I don't know a thing about it." Jinnie relented a little, but not enough to sit down. She was too deeply hurt to accept Molly's hospitality further. "And we musn't quarrel, child," decided the woman. "Now won't you reconsider my proposition? I should love to do something for you." Resolutely the dark curls shook in refusal. "I'm going to stay with Peggy till Lafe gets out, and then when I'm eighteen I'm going to school. I've been studying a lot since I left Mottville.... Why sometimes----" she resumed eagerly, "when we haven't had enough to eat, Lafe's made me buy a book to study out of, and I promised him I'd stay with his family till he came back. And----" she walked to the edge of the porch, turning suddenly, "and he's coming back, all right," she ended, going down the stairs. Molly watched the slim young figure swing out to the road. The girl didn't look around, and the woman waited until she had disappeared through the gate. "He'll not get out, and you, you little upstart," she gritted, "you'll not stay in Paradise Road, either." CHAPTER XL AN APPEAL TO JINNIE'S HEART One afternoon she was on her way home from her lesson when she heard a voice call, "Miss Grandoken!" She glanced up swiftly, recognizing the speaker immediately. He had been present that first night she had played for Theodore's guests, and she remembered vividly her intuitive dislike of him; but because he was a friend of Theodore's she went forward eagerly. The man drove his car to the side of the pavement and bowed. "Would you care to be of service to Mr. King?" he asked, smiling. Jinnie noticed his dazzling teeth and scarlet lips. "Oh, yes, indeed! I wish I might." "Then come with me," replied the man. "Will you?" Without fear she entered the open car door and sat down, placing her violin on the seat beside her. She sank back with a sigh. The time had come she had so longed for; she was going to do something for Theodore. She was glad now she had consented to take two lessons that day, or she would have missed this blessed opportunity to show her gratitude to her dear one, in acts, as well as words. The car turned and sped up the hill. If Jinnie wondered where the man was taking her, she did not allude to it. They were driving in the same direction she took every day to visit the master, and the very familiarity of it turned aside any question that arose in her mind. As he helped her from the machine, she looked up at the sombre building in front of them. In passing it daily she had often wondered what it was and if any one lived within its vast stone walls. One hasty glance, as she was being ushered in, showed paint pails, brushes, and long ropes fastened from the roof to broad planks below.