presents, and she never failed to give Delia a gift, but there was no scent of mystery about the holiday celebration; no delicious
fined her preparations to her own room, while the governess apparently needed the library and all the rest of the house, too, and Nan found herself barred out of Miss Blake's room by her own stubborn pride which still forbade her to g
and she proved such a tender nurse and entertaining companion that the child's moth
ed. It gives me a free minute to tur
s children, and they know it and love her back again. She is very gentl
whole truth of the matter. You've
If I were not sure of that I should despair many and many a tim
nto her lap and looked up earn
think me! Why, I was as bad as Nan herself, to go over there and simply
She does not bear malice. She has a vast amount of
h-such constant care and responsibility. It is Nan's salvat
hen nodded her head decidedly. "I
st control of myself entirely, and felt that, come what might, the girl must be attended to. There's no doubt of it, your Nan is improved, and if this neighborhood is not made mis
politely at
on cordially, and the governess loo
ome right up," explai
he'll be awake soon now, I'm sure.
be in t
y, it will be very pleasant to have you here to take a cup of tea with Miss Bla
oom," said Nan to Miss Blake
dn't you knock? What was
wasn't anything I wanted you to do, only-it s
own room for the rest of the afternoon. How
and flung it on the lounge. Then she wrenched off her hat (
d straightened the unti
nce pie-lets for di
f her!" said
Nan. "She said
erness
ment later and after her
Miss Blake and Mrs. Newton sipped their tea and talke
herself useful. And somehow she managed to make people depend on her in spite of themselves. And yet she never made a fuss or exaggerated the things she did. She was always doing "little things "-little things that didn't make any show, and yet they were so kind they "sort of made you li
use," Mrs. Newton was saying. "It is a vast impr
She wondered what this
work?" Miss
e did it well. I haven't a fault to fin
an one knows nothing about," resumed Miss Blake. "I'm glad to profit by your
ence it's a great satisfaction. It's the best school I know of.
hool you know of?"
," replied
O
put in Mrs. Newton. "But we might make it a good deal easier for ourse
Nan asked, half in fun
erself. "Graduated! Well, I should think so! Why, she has carri
of the sort, Nan. I've had
won't you?" cried Nan, eager
rness co
remember, if you care to hear," she answered, with a wistfu
e governess' knee quite as if that person were, in reality, her prop and s
when my mother died; too young to realize it, and my father scarcely outlived her a week. He died very suddenly. They used to tell me that he died from grief. Anyway, he
ay to die!" broke
xclamation of real ho
I think it must be worlds better than being sick, or hurt i
ontinued the governess. "They were good, conscientious people, but they had no children o
ve been a dot of a thing, with crinkly hair and dimples, and mites of hands and feet.
ham pinafore, and my hair was drawn tight behind my ears and braided into two tiny tails with red ribbons on the ends. I knew it was against the rule to play house in the hall, anywhere, in fact, but in my own little room-with the doors shut, but somehow I felt reckless that day, and when I heard Aunt Rebecca walking to and fro, just above my head, I didn't scamper off as I ordinari
she, 'what is it?
her voice didn't disma
precious doll. 'She's in her little chair in
rd went to my room and got Lilly from her 'little chair.' I was as complacent as if it had been quite the usual thing for Aunt Rebecca to fetch a
ey me to the letter. She 'pitched me Lilly.' I gave a dismal wail of dismay as I saw my dear baby come hurtling through the air, but when she landed on her blessed head, and I heard the crack of breaking china, I just abandone
ignantly. "What a detestable woman! As if s
t was a wholesome lesson, and I am grateful
sisted the girl rebelliously. "The idea of
en it. I have never asked any one to 'pitch me Lilly' since
t. "And did you have to stay in that hou
ent to boarding-school, and everything
ow
eir love. All that other hungry, empty time was over, and for many years I never knew what it was
Nan. "Dear me! I should think you would h
s from the glare of the fire, and for a second or two there was
bound. "It's as dark as a pocket outside, and Delia'
nd slipped it into her bag. "Yes, we must scamper," she
exclaimed Mrs. Newton, as the gir
I'm glad you like it!"
iked it. She busied herself with Miss Blake and her wra
"Good-night," and saw both h
e street to see which coul
ood in the vestibule and saw Miss Bl
d the governess as Delia let them in, cha
, going upstairs
step and the two went flying up in
urniture and casting off her coat and hat in her old headlong fashion, not stopping to think of all Miss Bl
nd a neat dress for dinner!"
t the mantelpiece for a match. She struck it and lit the
s the floor, and then Nan's voice exclaiming "Great Scot
ent but hurried instan
in her hand was her cherished hat-a ruined
Miss Blake, horri
ll about it, and it was ablaze in a minute. Don't say a word! I know you've told me hundreds of times not to p
tried to
aid, kindly, without a hint of reproach in her voice.
the floor. A sudden impulse seized her, and she st
from the start. And now I'm going to tell you something-two things! First: I'm never going to hang up my clothes on the gas
oked up, and
es to pat the girl approvingly on the head. "Good for
airly knew she had gone she was back again
, just to please myself-and now you'll wear it, won't you, dear? It's ve
s of tissue-paper, and displayed what e
; then she ducked down impulsively, and gave
ort of gulp, and then she ran out of the