uot;Are you making somet; Becky inquired ful softness.  in silence and looked into t generally meant t sory. But time s, and she shook her head.

    quot;No,quot; s;I am ;

    Becky stared--still respectfully. Shing Sara did and said.

    quot;I cant  my friend,quot; Sara explained. quot;If s to keep , it o try and find out  o knoo kno;

    Sopped s because  t instant fell upon sometanding on a table in a corner. It o it only t tle ing-case fitted h paper and envelopes and pens and ink.

    quot;O; s; before?quot;

    S to t to the fire.

    quot;I can e to ; s;and leave it on table. takes take it, too. I  ask  mind my t;

    So se a note. t she said:

    I  t is impolite t I se te to you . Please believe I do not mean to be impolite or try to find out anyt all; only I  to to me--so ory. I am so grateful to you, and I am so  as t is all just as beautiful and o  is to me. e used to be so lonely and cold and  t you  me say just t seems as if I ougo say thank you!

    ttle Girl in ttic.

    t morning s ttle table, and in t aken a, and s. So Becky just before t to tive beds, ion tracted by a sound at t.  Becky urned o look and ening rather nervously.

    quot;Somet; she whispered.

    quot;Yes,quot; said Sara, slo;It sounds--rat--trying to get in.quot;

    S  to t. It tle sound s scratc little intruder tic once before. S very afternoon, sitting disconsolately on a table before a lemans house.

    quot;Suppose,quot; sement--quot;just su