Then the scene changed, and the old Tramp House was full of wondrous music, which came floating in at every crevice and through the open door and windows, while she listened intently in her dreams as the grand chorus went on.

It as was if Arthur, from the top of the highest peak beyond the Rocky Mountains, and Gretchen, from her lonely grave in far-off Germany, were calling to each other across two continents, their voices meeting and mingling together in the Tramp House in a jubilistic strain, now wild and weird like the cry of the dying woman looking out into the stormy night, now soft and low as the lullaby a fond mother sings to her sleeping child, and now swelling louder and louder, and higher and higher, until the rafters rang with the joyous music, and the whole world outside was filled with the song of gladness.
Wake up, Jerrie! Wake from the dream of rapture to a reality far more rapturous, for the time is at hand, the hour has come, heralded by the shadow which falls over the floor as Peterkin's burly figure crosses the threshold and enters the silent room.
After Peterkin's conversation with his son concerning his future wife, Jerrie had grown rapidly in the old man's favor.

It is true she had neither name nor money, the latter of which was scarcely necessary in this case, but he was not insensible to the fact that she possessed other qualities and advantages which would be a help to the house of Peterkin in its efforts to rise.

No girl in the neighborhood was more popular or more sought after than Jerrie, or more intimate with the big-bugs, as he styled the St.Claires, and Athertons, and Tracys.
Jerrie would _draw_; Jerry would _boost_; and he found himself forming many plans for the young couple, who were to occupy the south wing; and in fancy he saw Arthur at Le Bateau half the time at least, while the rest of the time the carriages from Grassy Spring, and Brier Hill, and Tracy Park, were standing under the stone arch in front of the door.
How, then, was he disappointed, and enraged, too, when told by his son that Jerrie had refused him?
Peterkin had been in Springfield nearly a week, and after his return home had waited a little before broaching the subject to his son; so that it was not until the morning before the day of the lawsuit that he learned the truth by closely questioning Billy, who shielded and defended Jerrie as far as possible.
'Not have you! Refused you! Don't love you! Don't care for money! Thunderation! What does the girl mean?
Is she crazy?
Is she a fool?
Is she in love with some other idiot ?' 'I th-think so, yes; th-though it did not occur to me then,' Billy answered, very meekly; 'and if so she ca-can't care for me any mo-more that I ca-can care for any other girl.' 'And you are a fool, too,' was the affectionate rejoinder.

'I'll be dummed if you ain't a pair! Who is the lucky man?
Not that dog Harold, who is goin' to swear agin' us to-morrow?
If it is, I b'lieve I'll shoot him.' 'Father,' Billy cried in alarm, 'be quiet; if I can st-stand it, you can.' But Peterkin swore he wouldn't stand it.