"Hi--i, Mrs.Barnes!" Thankful, still busy in the kitchen, where she had been joined by Imogene, sent the latter to find out what was the matter.

Imogene returned, grinning.
"He wants his flannels," she announced.

"Wants to know where them winter flannels Mrs.Pease sent home yesterday are.

Why, ain't they in his room, he says." Thankful sniffed.

Her experience with Miss Timpson, and the worry caused by the latter's leaving, had had their effect upon her patience.
"Mercy sakes!" she exclaimed.