drew
stones out of the bank and made dams and waterfalls. She sailed boats of
chips and watched them shoot the tiny rapids. She lay down on the bank
beside Anna Belle and gazed up through the leafy treetops. Many times
this programme had been varied, when at last equipages began to pass on
the road above. She could see twinkling wheels and smart liveries.

With a start of recollection, she considered that she might have been a
long time in the ravine.

"I wish somebody would let me bring a watch the next time," she said
to her doll, as she took her up. "Haven't we had a beautiful afternoon,
Anna Belle? Let's call it the Ravine of Happiness, and we'll come here
every day--just every day; but perhaps it's time for grandpa to be home,
dearie, so we must go back to the castle." She sighed unconsciously as
she began climbing up the steep bank and crept under the wire. "I hope
we haven't stayed very long, because the giantess might not like it,"
she continued uneasily; but as she set her feet in the homeward road,
every sensation of anxiety fled before an approaching vision. She saw
a handsome man in riding dress mounted on a shining horse with arched
neck, that lifted its feet daintily as it pranced along the tree-lined
avenue.

"Grandpa!" ejaculated Jewel, stepping to the roadside and pausing, her
hands clasped beneath her chin and her eyes shining with admiration.

Mr. Evringham drew rein, not displeased by the encounter. The child
apparently could not speak. She eyed the horse rather than its rider, a
fact which the latter observed and enjoyed.

"Remind you of the horse show?" he inquired.

"It _is_ the horse show," rejoined the child.

"This is Essex Maid, Jewel," said Mr. Evringham. He patted the mare's
shining neck. "You shall go out to the barn with me some time and visit
her." His eyes wandered over the ruffled hair, the hat on the back of
the child's head, and the wet spots on her dress. "Run home now," he
added. "I heard Mrs. Forbes asking for you as I came out."

He rode on, and Jewel, her face radiant, followed him with her eyes. In
a minute he turned, and she threw rapid kisses after him. He raised his
hat, and then a curve in the road hid him from view.

Jewel sighed rapturously and hurried along the road. The giantess had
asked for her. Ah, what a happy world it would be if there were nothing
at Bel-Air Park but grandpa, his horses, and the ravine!

Mrs. Forbes espied the child in the distance, and