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TELLEF’S GRANDMOTHER 123
Then they took Grandmother carefully down
the hill, one boy on each side of her.
"Now that was kind of you," said
Grandmother as she sat once more on the slope in
front of the house.
Johnny Blossom dashed homeward over the
hill, bounding his swiftest so as to get home
soon, for he had thought of something he was
eager to carry out. If the master of Kingthorpe
were alive Grandmother would ask him for
money, she had said. Well, but really — he,
Johnny Blossom, was master of Kingthorpe
now, so he must, of course, attend to it. And
he knew how he could do it. He would sell the
fishing rod Uncle Isaac had given him — it
cost an awful lot of money, Miss Melling had
said —• and Grandmother should have all he
got for it. And his collection of coins — he
would sell that, too. It ought to bring a lot of
money — those old two-shilling pieces were so
curious; and there was the English coin — my!
that was worth ever so much! — and the queer
old medal.
Wasn’t there something else he could sell so
that Grandmother should see the ocean and
everything again? Oh, of course — all those
books about Indians; they must be worth a
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