CHAPTER XVII.
In Faith Believing "Nor could the bright green world around A joy to her impart, For still she missed the eyes that made The summer of her heart." Soon as she had the piano, Shelley needed only the Paget man to make her happy as a girl could be; and having faith in that prayer, I decided to try it right away.

So I got Laddie to promise surely that he'd wake me when he got up the next morning.
I laid my clothes out all ready; he merely touched my foot, and I came to, slipped out with him, and he helped me dress.

We went to the barn when the morning was all gray.
"What the dickens have you got in your head now, Chicken ?" he asked.
"Is it business with the Fairies ?" "No, this is with the Most High," I said solemnly, like father.

"Go away and leave me alone." "Well of all the queer chickens!" he said, but he kissed me and went.
I climbed the stairs to the threshing floor, then the ladder to the mow, walked a beam to the wall, there followed one to the east end, and another to the little, high-up ventilator window.

There I stood looking at the top of the world.