She had come to care for the child more than she had ever expected to care.

She was going to make a provision for her, so that she should be secure against the chances and changes of this life.

Nothing very startling, nothing that need make Jarvis grumble to any great extent; just a modest provision which would not keep Mary from making use of the talents with which God had endowed her and the education her fairy godmother had given her.
It was not long before she had left the town behind, and was driving along the winding road that ran by the foot of the mountains.

The road was very lonely.
Chloe was rather nervous, not to say hysterical, on this particular afternoon.

Her mistress had not considered her as was her wont.