The farmer glanced in his turn at the blue, almost cloudless heavens. One warm bright morning, Merran looked up at the sky silently and then turned to her uncle.

So the Seaview Farm hay was mown, and dried, and stacked under the most favourable circumstances, and more than one of the neighbouring yeomen wished that they had been as quick about it as Mac and his sons, though at the first start most of the wiseacres had told them they would find it had been better to put off a while.ДЄnd once it was all safe, there came a change. Morning after morning the lovely fairy parasol flew open at her tiniest touch morning after morning the umbrella refused to yield in even the faintest degree. Dirk's remarks the evening before were not forgotten.ДЄnd for some time to come Merran had no reason for misgiving. On the contrary, all of the family seemed impressed. I'll know, I'm sure, when it's going to change.'ДЄnd strange to say, no one laughed at her or her predictions. If only it lasts till we get the hay in.' And who'd have thought it this time yesterday. 'It does look now as if we were in for a spell of real summer weather. He had been having a good look at the sky, and his eyes fell on the small prophetess, with approval. The farmer came in after they were all seated at table. Maybe I've been a bit too sharp with her now and then.'ДЄnd Dirk thought to himself that poor little Merran had certainly greatly improved, and even the other brothers refrained, half unconsciously, from teasing or jeering at her, as they had too often done. 'I'm glad I washed her frock for her yesterday,' thought the dame, taking credit to herself for the girl's pleasant looks. Happily for us all, good spirits are quite as infectious as low ones, if not indeed more so.

She laughed merrily in her delight and satisfaction, and the brightness in her face when she went downstairs to breakfast made the others smile at her. The parasol seems to jump at me in a sort of assuring way that must mean even more than just for to-day, and the umbrella вЂ“ you are a determined fellow, Mr. There's something in the feeling of the dear things that I can't describe вЂ“ I'm getting to understand them. And after to-day too, and for some time to come I am almost certain. 'Of course it's going to be fine all day вЂ“ as bright and sunshiny as any one could wish.

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