Well, I'll be careful; you can count on me, Mrs.Ruth." She looked down into his homely, earnest face.

"I do," she said, simply, and went out of the room.

For several minutes after she had gone Jed sat there gazing after her.

Then he sighed, picked up his pencil and turned again to the drawing of the gull.
And the following evening young Phillips came.

Jed, looking from his shop window, saw the depot-wagon draw up at the gate.