He could not go fast; the old horse could proceed no faster than a walk with a load.
When he came in sight of home he saw a blue flutter at the gate.

It was Elmira's shawl; she was out there watching.

When she saw the team she came running down the road to meet it.

"Where's father ?" she cried out.

"Jerome, where's father ?" "Dun'no'," said Jerome.