t him
collect his scattered senses; when the shaken man was able to once more
think reasonably, he gave Sary one look and disappeared from that coach,
nor did he venture his head inside the door again, until he had to take
up all the tickets.
The eventful trip finally ended when the local pulled into Denver
station; the Brewster party lost no time in leaving the train and
threading a way through the crowds at the waiting-room. They were to go
directly to Anne Stewart's house where luncheon would be waiting for
them.
"Well, friends! glad to see you!" called Anne, as she welcomed the
travelers. "Come right in and meet mother."
Introductions over, Mrs. Stewart led the way to the cozy little
dining-room where the table was ready-spread for the luncheon.
"I didn't pretend to provide much, Mrs. Brewster," explained Mrs.
Stewart, "because, you see, the house is rented furnished for two years
and I could not leave a pan full of soiled dishes and crumbs of food
about for my new tenant to clear away. Of course, the lady is an old
neighbor of mine, and would understand how hurried we are to-day in
order to get off on the afternoon train for New York; still I never like
to do things wrong."
"Now see here, Miss Stewart," declared Sary who had over-heard the
remark, "you-all jes' go along to the cars an' leave me to do up the
work."
"No, Sary, this is your great holiday in Denver," contradicted Mrs.
Brewster, "and Jeb wants to fit that engagement ring on your finger, you
know; after lunch, you get away with Jeb and see the city while I do up
the dishes and help Mrs. Stewart dress and get ready to leave."
That was a merry although hurried luncheon. Immediately after the cake
and tea were finished, Jeb and Sary started away to hunt the ring; but
many were the admonitions sent after them as they left the door, to be
on hand at the railway terminal to see Polly and her friends off for
New York.
Mrs. Brewster and her husband cleared away the remains of the luncheon
while Mrs. Stewart and Anne completed their packing and dressed for the
long trip to the East. Everything in connection with the lease and the
inventory of furniture had been attended to before this day, so there
were really no errands or work left to be done at the last.
Finally Mrs. Stewart locked the door and gave the key to a next-door
neighbor who had offered to keep it until the tenant called for it; then
good-bys were said to the congregated friends
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