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102 JOIINNY BLOSSOM
stood up, put his heels together, bowed as well
as he could in the moving carriage, and said:
"Good-by! I thank you all. Good-by!"
At the far edge of a group stood Lars Berget,
who swung his hat in the air and ventured a
faint, "Hurrah!" No one joined in it, however,
for they bethought them of Uncle Isaac.
Johnny Blossom sat down again with wonder
in his eyes. It was all so amazingly queer.
Suddenly his mother said, "You must not
think, little John, that your father and I are
altogether glad about this."
No, it had not occurred to Johnny Blossom
that it was anything to be particularly glad
about.
"May God help us to guide you aright!"
added Mother.
Every one they met as they rode along turned
around and stared at Johnny. It was very
embarrassing, really, to be the heir of Kingthorpe.
When the carriage stopped at the garden gate
at home, Carlstrom asked whether the young
gentleman would not like to ride on the new
saddle horse. He could guarantee that it was
safe. Now indeed was Johnny Blossom
altogether dumbfounded. What had got into
Carlstrom today? He was usually so cross.
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