t Jerry should commence her lessons with him the
first week in September, and that Harold should enter the High School in
Shannondale when it opened in the autumn.

CHAPTER XX.

THE WORKING OF ARTHUR'S PLAN.

As Arthur was wholly uncommunicative with regard to his affairs, and as
Mrs. Crawford kept her own counsel, and bade Harold and Jerry do the
same, the Tracys knew nothing whatever of the plan until the September
morning when Jerry presented herself at the park house, and was met in
the door-way by Mrs. Frank, who was just going out. Very few could have
resisted the bright little face, so full of childish happiness, or the
clear, assured voice, which said so cheerily:

'Good-morning, Mrs. Tracy. I'm come to school.'

But, prejudiced as she was against the girl, Mrs. Tracy could resist any
thing, and she answered, haughtily;

'Come to school! What do you mean? This is not a school-house, and if
you have any errand here, go round to the other door. Only company come
in here.'

'But I'm company. I'm going to get learning; he told me to come,' Jerry
answered, flushed and eager, and altogether sure of her right to be
there.

Before Mrs. Frank could reply, a voice, distinct and authoritative, and
to which she always yielded, called from the top of the stairway inside:

'Mrs. Tracy, if that is Jerry to whom you are talking, send her up at
once. I am waiting for her.'

Jerry did not mean the nod she gave the lady as she passed her to be
disrespectful, but Mrs. Frank felt it as such, and went to her own room
in a most perturbed state of mind, for which she could find no vent
until her husband came in, when she stated the case to him, and asked if
he knew what it meant.

But Frank was as ignorant as herself, and could not enlighten her until
that night, after he had seen his brother, and heard from him what he
was intending to do.

'God bless you, Arthur. You don't know how happy you have made me,'
Frank said, feeling on the instant that a great burden was lifted from
his mind.

Jerry was to be educated and cared for, and would probably receive all
that the world would naturally concede to her if the truth were known.
He believed, or thought he did, that Gretchen had never been his
brother's wife, though to believe so seemed an insult to the original of
the sweet face which looked at him from the window every time he entered
his brother's room. Jerry was a great trouble to him, and he would not
have