Not long after, Rind asked Miss Grundy if William Bender was going
away.

"Not as I know on," answered Miss Grundy. "What made you think of
that?"

"'Cause," returned Rind, "I heard Sal Furbush having over a mess of
stuff about the _spark's_ leaving when Mary did, and I thought mebby
he was going, as you say he's her spark!"

The next afternoon Jenny, managing to elude the watchful eyes of her
mother and governess, came over to the poor-house.

"I'm so glad you are going," said she, when she heard of Mrs. Mason's
visit. "I shall be lonesome without you, but you'll have such a happy
home, and when you get there mayn't I tell George Moreland about you
the next time I see him?"

"I'd rather you wouldn't," said Mary, "for I don't believe he
remembers me at all."

"Perhaps not," returned Jenny, "and I guess you wouldn't know him; for
besides being so tall, he has begun to _shave_, and Ida thinks he's
trying to raise whiskers!"

That night, when Mary was alone, she drew from its hiding-place the
golden locket, but the charm was broken, and the pleasure she had
before experienced in looking at it, now faded away with Jenny's
picture of a whiskered young man, six feet high! Very rapidly indeed