It was broad noon ere Maddy awoke, and starting up she looked about
her in bewilderment, wondering where she was and what agency had been
at work in her room, transforming it from the cold, comfortless
apartment she had entered the previous night into the cheery-looking
chamber, with a warm fire blazing in the tiny fireplace, a rug spread
down upon the hearth, a rocking-chair drawn up before it, and all
traces of the little hired girl as completely obliterated as if she
had never been. In her grief Maddy seemed to have forgotten how to
make things cozy, and as, during her grandmother's illness, her own
room had been left to the care of the hired girl, Nettie, it wore a
neglected, rude aspect, which had grated on Maddy's finer feelings,
and made everything so uninviting. But this morning all was changed.
Some skillful hand had been busy there while she slept, and Maddy was
wondering who it could be, when the door opened cautiously and Flora's
good-humored face looked in--Flora from Aikenside. Maddy knew now to
whom she was indebted for all this comfort, and with a cry of joy she
welcomed the girl, whose very presence brought back something of the
life with which she had parted forever.
"Flora," she exclaimed, "how came you here, and did you make this fire
and fix the room for me?"
"Yes, I made the fire," Flora replied, "and fixed up the things a
little, hustlin' that young one's goods out of here; because it was
not fittin' for you to be sleepin' with her. Mr. Guy was mad enough
when he found it out."
"Mr. Guy, Flora? How should he know of our sleeping "rrangements?"
Maddy asked, but Flora evaded a direct reply, saying, "there was
enough ways for things to get to Aikenside;" then continuing, "How
tired you must be, Miss Maddy, to sleep so sound as never to hear me
at all, though to be sure I tried to be still as a mouse. But let me
help you dress. It's all but noon, and you must be hungry. I've got
your breakfast all ready."
"Thank you, Flora, I can dress myself," Maddy said, stepping out upon
the floor, and feeling that the world was not as dark as it had seemed
to her when last night she came up to her chamber.
God was comforting her already, and as she made her simple toilet, she
tried to thank Him for His goodness, and ask for grace to make her
what she ought to be.