Perhaps if a doctor were called in for Aunt Amy, Mrs.Coombe would lose her foolish dread of doctors and allow him to prescribe for her also.

And if the new doctor were half as clever as Mrs.Sykes said he was--Esther's heart began to warm a little as her fancy pictured such a pleasant solution of all her problems.

The little smile curved her lips again as she thought of the maple by the schoolhouse steps, and the lettuce sandwiches and--and everything.

She closed her eyes and tried to recall his face as he had looked up at her.
Instinctively she knew it for a good face, strong, humorous, kindly, but strong above all.

And it was strength that Esther needed.