CHAPTER XXVI

UNCLE BLAIR COMES HOME


It happened that the Story Girl and I both got up very early on
the morning of the Awkward Man's wedding day. Uncle Alec was
going to Charlottetown that day, and I, awakened at daybreak by
the sounds in the kitchen beneath us, remembered that I had
forgotten to ask him to bring me a certain school-book I wanted.
So I hurriedly dressed and hastened down to tell him before he
went. I was joined on the stairs by the Story Girl, who said she
had wakened and, not feeling like going to sleep again, thought
she might as well get up.

"I had such a funny dream last night," she said. "I dreamed that
I heard a voice calling me from away down in Uncle Stephen's Walk--
'Sara, Sara, Sara,' it kept calling. I didn't know whose it was,
and yet it seemed like a voice I knew. I wakened up while it was
calling, and it seemed so real I could hardly believe it was a
dream. It was bright moonlight, and I felt just like getting up
and going out to the orchard. But I knew that would be silly and
of course I didn't go. But I kept on wanting to and I couldn't
sleep any more. Wasn't it queer?"

When Uncle Alec had gone I proposed a saunter to the farther end
of the orchard, where I had left a book the preceding evening. A
young mom was walking rosily on the hills as we passed down Uncle