Through another door that opened into a garden was
a far-away viewof green pastures to the south. It doesntseem as if there could ever
be another so happy. Jane had already decided that there was never a garden in the
worldlike hers. Soft, velvety shadows moved among the bracken.
It was great fun unpacking Grandmother Stuarts
box.
There were four and the poor leanold mother cat was
so proud and happy. But we must have some kind of a clock, said Jane.
An early, old-fashioned yellowrose-bush was already
in bloom. Andwhat kind of cake flour would you recommend? I can write, my Jane, but
I cant make porridgeable porridge. Dad handed over fifty dollars and said the rest
would be paid nextday.
PunchJimmy John who had brought the key was
thirteen.
Your daughter is a very superior person, he told
dad.
And the house must begreen and white to match the
trees.
I dont know how you feel about dogs, Jane, but
ifyoure going to have a cat, I must have a dog.
Dear, dont let your eyes pop quite out of your
head, warned dad.
It was all about peopleJane had never heard of, but
somehow she liked to listen.
And Mrs JimmyJohn made me take the chair. Jane was
almost sorry the house was clean.
Ding-dong Bell said you did, said Caraway in
disgust.
Nobody took any notice when Jane fed him bits
ofjohnny-cake. All mylife Ive wanted to own a bit of land .
It was about fifteen minutes walk to the outside
shore.
It was jolly to have someoneto share a joke with.