ouldn't think the world so big, but maybe it seemed smaller
to me because as far as I could see from the top of our house, was all
I knew about it. After Shelley had read the letters, and the note
again, father heaved a big sigh that seemed to come clear from his boot
soles and he said: "Well Shelley, it looks to me as if you had found a
MAN. Seems to me that's a mighty important case for a young lawyer to
be trusted with, in a first effort."

"Yes, but it was for Robert's best friend, and only think, he has won!"

"I don't see how he could have done better if he'd been old as
Methuselah, and wise as Solomon," boasted mother.

"But he hasn't found the people who must have back their money," said
May. "He will have to go to England again. And he wants to take you,
Shelley. My! You'll get to sail on a big steamer, cross the Atlantic
Ocean, and see London. Maybe you'll even get a peep at the Queen!"

Shelley was busy making a little heap of her letters; when the top one
slid off I reached over and put it back for her. She looked straight
at me, and smiled the most wonderful and the most beautiful smile I
ever saw on any one's face, so I said to her: "You see! I TOLD you he
was coming!"

"I can't understand it!" said Shelley.

"YOU KNOW I told you."

"Of course I do! But what made you think so?"

"That was the answer. Just that he was coming."

"What are you two talking about?" asked mother.

Shelley looked at me, and waited for me to tell mother as much as I
wanted to, of what had happened. But I didn't think things like that
were to be talked about before every one, so I just said:

"Oh nothing! Only, I told Shelley this very morning that the Paget man
was coming soon, and that everything was going to be all right."

"You did? Well of all the world! I can't see why."

"Oh something told me! I just FELT that way."

"More of that Fairy nonsense?" asked father sharply.

"No. I didn't get that from the Fairies."

"Well, never mind!" said Shelley, rising, because she saw that I had
told all I wanted to. "Little Sister DID tell me this morning that he
was coming, that everything would be made right, and it's the queerest
thing, but instantly I believed her. Didn't I sing all morning,
mother? The first note since Robert didn't come when I expected him in
Chicago, weeks ago."

"Yes," said mother. "That's a wonderfully strange thing. I can't see
what made you think so."

"Anyway, I did!"