Half-a-dozen times she would get out of her bed, shaking with
nervousness, yet unable to lie still, and peer out, to see if they
really were getting over the garden wall or not, and always she
longed for the night to be over. She felt safer when she was up and
about, with Dick under her eye.
Miss Carew grew quite troubled about her--about them both, in fact,
for Huldah's nervousness, though she tried to keep it to herself,
could scarcely be concealed from Mrs. Perry.
Something must be done to distract the child's mind, she felt,--but
what? And then, as though to solve the difficulty for her, came an
order for half a dozen of Huldah's pretty baskets.
No other cure she could have found would have been half so good.
Huldah's spirits went up to a pitch of delight such as she had never
known before. She was full of gratitude and of eagerness to begin,
and if Miss Rose had not been able to drive her in to Belmouth that
very day to buy the raffia, there was, as Miss Rose said, no knowing
what might have happened.
Huldah liked the work, and she had done so little lately that the
thought of going back to it was a pleasure in itself, but best of all
was the thought of what she would do with the money when she got it.
That thought kept her in one thrill of joy.
She was to have eighteenpence each for the baskets.
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