CHAPTER XVII
MISS BEAN'S VISIT IS RETURNED.
Still another month had passed and it was late in May when, one
bright Saturday morning, Jessie, Polly, and Alan drove away
through the town and out over the western hills. Cob was as full
of life and spirits as they were, and they went gaily onward with
no particular destination in view, but only intent on enjoying the
soft, warm air and the abundance of spring life all about them.
Birds in every tree, green leaves and bright blossoms on every
hand, and over them all the clear, yellow sunlight, these were
enough for the happy young people in the carriage.
"Dear me!" sighed Polly. "When we begin to have days like this, it
does seem as if vacation never, never would come. I can't bear to
stay in school and work over books in such weather. I'd much
rather stay outside and watch things grow."
"Let's cut school for the rest of the term, Polly," suggested
Alan, "and take Job and drive off out of the world somewhere, and
not come back till winter."
"Thank you, no. I'll take Cob, if Jessie is willing, for we
couldn't get outside of the town with _Job_, if we had
_any_ idea of getting _back_ by Christmas," rejoined
Polly, laughing.
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