once, since that first day, had he been up to see the poor old blind
man. And before--why, before he used to go several times a week.




CHAPTER IV

SCHOOL


And so the summer passed, and September came. And September brought a
new problem--school. And school meant books.

Two days before school began Keith sought Susan Betts in the kitchen.

"Say, Susan, that was awfully good johnny-cake we had this morning."

Susan picked up another plate to dry and turned toward her visitor.
Her face was sternly grave, though there was something very like a
twinkle in her eye.

"There ain't no cookies, if that's what you're wantin'," she said.

"Aw, Susan, I never said a word about cookies."

"Then what is it you want? It's plain to be seen there's something, I
ween."

"My, how easy you do make rhymes, Susan. What's that 'I ween' mean?"