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176 Lately Jo had begun to find his way to the retreat of his mother and brother. He would creep up quietly and watch Philip at work. But the person who loved the attic at The Hedges as much as either Philip or Elizabeth was the little neighbor, Rebecca Taylor. Whenever she felt sad and homesick for the studio in New York, for the old life there with her charming Daddy and the circle of pleasant friends, she would slip over the river by way of the coon bridge and knock on Mrs. Bolling's kitchen door.

And Rebecca always found an affectionate welcome when she came.