Her manner toward Chloe was full of grateful kindness; and the poor bondwoman had some happy hours, playing free for a while.

She laid the infant on its face in her lap, trotting it gently, and patting its back, while she talked over with Tulee all the affairs at the "Grat Hus." And when the babe was asleep, she asked and obtained Rosa's permission to lay him on her bed beside his little brother.

Then poor Chloe's soul took wing and soared aloft among sun-lighted clouds.

As she prayed, and sang her fervent hymns, and told of her visions and revelations, she experienced satisfaction similar to that of a troubadour, or palmer from Holy Land, with an admiring audience listening to his wonderful adventures.
While she was thus occupied, Tulee came in hastily to say that a stranger gentleman was coming toward the house.

Such an event in that lonely place produced general excitement, and some consternation.