But there was a distinct hint of pleasure in his voice at the discovery of her here, thrown upon his hospitality. He led her away to the house, within whose open door the other ladies had disappeared. "Grandmother has gone to bed long ago," he said, as they came up on the porch, "and I don’t think I ’ll disturb her. She ’s deaf and won’t hear, and she needs her sleep. But I can get you all something hot to drink, and something to eat, too, if there ’s much delay." Shirley presented him to Mrs. Hildreth and Miss Armitage, who were already making themselves at home in the low-ceiled, pleasant living-room which lay all across the front of the farm-house. A dying fire reddened the hearth, which Peter soon revived into a blaze. Then he went in search of refreshments. Thereafter, returning to the scene of the breakdown, he rendered Brant valuable assistance, proving handier at the process of replacing the injured tire than Brant himself. When they finally had done the work, and Brant pulled out his watch with a hand black with dirt and grease, he gave an exclamation of dismay. "One A.M., by all that’s unfortunate! Better let me take you back to Longacre, Shirley, and get you home comfortably in the morning. What difference does it make if you do miss part of a day?" "Leave her here," said Mr. Elihu Bell. "We ’ll take care of her to-night, and I ’ll drive in with her in the morning, bright and early. That’s the best way out, and you people can go back and go to bed. Grandma ’ll be mightily pleased to wake up in the morning and find the little girl here." Feeling it the simplest solution of a situation which was involving somebody’s sacrifice, whatever she did, Shirley accepted the offer. Brant did not feel altogether pleased over driving away and leaving her standing on the porch beside Peter, but he was decidedly weary with his exercise, and sleepy after two brimming glasses of milk, and he resigned his charge with one murmured speech: "Shows what a fool thing it is for a girl like you to play at holding down a business position. You can’t be either one thing or the other with any comfort, and it even gets your friends into trouble." This surly farewell was punished by the girl’s gay rejoinder: "I suppose it was the weight of your cares that was too much for the car! I ’m sorry, and I ’ll promise not to run away from my work again--with you." When the car was off, Peter promptly brought round his bicycle. "This is n’t quite so imposing a conveyance as Hille’s automobile," he said, standing at the foot of the steps and looking up at Shirley, "and I can’t invite anybody to share it with me and ride home. But it’s very convenient for these little runs out to the farm, and I ’m glad I happened to be here to-night. Somehow, just the sight of you, without any chance to talk, does me good."