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and as if trying to make amends for her little flash of temper , Jessie told him about the ivy , and how she loved it , -- unconsciously betraying more of her pathetic little story than she knew , and increasing her hearer 's interest in his new model . The children came back in riotous spirits , and Jessie was called to lead the revels again . But now her heart was as light as her heels ; for she had something pleasant to think of , -- a hope of help for Laura , and the memory of kind words to make hard duties easier . Mr. Vane soon slipped away , promising to come the next day ; and at eight o'clock Jessie ran home to tell her sister the good news , and to press the little wreath which had served her so well . With the sanguine spirit of girlhood , she felt sure that something delightful would happen , and built fine castles in the air for her sister , with a small corner for herself , where she could watch Laura bloom into a healthy woman and a great artist . The desire of Jessie 's heart was to earn eneugh money to enable them to spend a month or two at the seashore when summer came , as that was the surest cure for Laura 's weak nerves and muscles . She had cherished the wild idea of being a ballet-girl , as dancing was her delight ; but every one frowned upon that plan , and her own refined nature told her that it was not the life for a young girl .