Montgomery,
who now occupied a seat beside Josie, and was as much a youth as his
fourteen-year-old son who had entered unobserved while the
conversation was going on.
"Won't that be glorious!" cried Josie, springing from her seat and
clapping her hands with delight.
"And I suppose the pantry must suffer for it," said the cheery
hostess, who had overheard her husband's suggestion.
"Well, mother, I think you can afford us a good supply, and not
suffer the inconvenience of hunger either," said Jennie, placing her
hand caressingly upon her mother's shoulder, and thinking in the
meantime of the delicious pumpkin pies, tempting doughnuts and soft
gingerbread that were piled upon the pantry shelves in a manner
that, to quote a younger scion of the Montgomery family, "would make
a fellow's teeth water."
The evening was indeed a jolly one at "Gladswood." Josie being
sufficient entertainment for a much larger company made the most of
her time, and the most shrewd observer could not detect anything
like gloom in Phillip Lawson's manner as he laughed and chatted
among the happy party.
As the hour was growing late Helen Rushton requested that Josie
would sing something for them to "dream on.
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