"I don’t see a thing in the way. When I stayed overnight, in November, your Grandmother Bell said she wished she could get her family together once more at Christmas there, instead of going in to have dinner in Gay Street, as they ’ve been doing since your family went to live in town. She said she ’d like to have us all if she were younger again, but she has no ’help,’ and thought it would be a pity to ask us, and then have your mother and Nan do the work. I ’ve thought about it ever so many times since, but this idea has only just popped into my head." "I should think it could be done," mused Jane. "There are rooms and rooms at the farm, and little open wood-stoves in every one. You and I could go out the day before, and get everything aired and ready." "What if you and Mrs. Bell and Nan and I went, without telling any of the men? I ’m to have Christmas week for my first vacation, you know. Then when they came home in the evening, have a bouncing big sleigh ready to carry them off to the farm, and a jolly supper waiting? Then a tree that night, and Christmas next day, with coasting and skating and snowballing, if the weather is right?" "You artful child!" exclaimed Jane. "It would do us all heaps of good--especially father and mother. Father looks to me so worn and tired. Have you noticed it?" Shirley nodded. She had indeed noticed it, and a deep-laid plot, having for its beneficiary Mr. Joseph Bell, was at the back of the planning. But she did not intend that anybody should find that out. So she agreed lightly that Jane’s father needed a holiday, as did all the others. "If we can’t get any of them to take more than Christmas day, we can at least bring them out there every night and back every morning," she said. "We ’ll give them such good things to eat they won’t mind the drive. With Grandfather Bell’s big horses, all jingly with sleigh-bells, they certainly won’t. Oh, will you go and speak to Cook now? I simply can’t wait to get things under way." "Do you mean to surprise Grandmother Bell, too?" "Yes, if your grandfather agrees, as I ’m sure he will. If we told her she ’d tire herself all out, doing wholly unnecessary things. Everything in the house is always in apple-pie order, but she would n’t think so." "You ’re quite right, I think. I ’ll go and talk with Cook"--and Jane hurried away, looking as girlishly eager as Shirley herself. She had small doubt of Cook. If Mrs. Murray Townsend had a friend in the house, it was Bridget. Mrs. Harrison Townsend had never considered Bridget a particularly amiable person, but Jane had won her completely by treating her always with consideration, and by showing the interest in her affairs, which is appreciated most by those who expect it least. "Sure, then, we ’ll go, Mrs. Murray, and take it as a holiday," agreed Cook, when her young mistress had explained her plans. "And we ’ll take some of the fixings with us they ’ll not be havin’ at the farm."