When you're not in the shed or barn, or chicken-house, or kitchen
or attic, or garden-patch, you are working in the Sunday School
or the choir."

It seemed as if Waitstill did not intend to answer this
arraignment of her activities. She rose and crossed the room to
put the pan of greens in the sink, preparing to wash them.

Taking the long-handled dipper from the nail, she paused a moment
before plunging it into the water pail; paused, and leaning her
elbow on a corner of the shelf over the sink, looked steadfastly
out into the orchard.

Patty watched her curiously and was just going to offer a penny
for her thoughts when Waitstill suddenly broke the brief silence
by saying: "Yes, I am always busy; it's better so, but all the
same, Patty, I'm waiting,--inside! I don't know for what, but I
always feel that I am waiting!"



VI

A KISS

"SHALL we have our walk in the woods on the Edgewood side of the
river, just for a change, Patty?" suggested her sister. "The
water is so high this year that the river will be splendid. We
can gather our flowers in the hill pasture and then you'll be
quite near Mrs. Boynton's and can carry the nosegay there while I