Well, I think there some mistake, and I wish to talk to Sister Helen about this money business.

I think she leave me something, somehow, if I can find out where.

And you, dear _petit_, can help me.

Next Sunday you will come to my rooms of which I give you address," and she thrust a card into his hand, "and we will talk with Sister Helen, or at least with Eleanor, your little friend." Godfrey shook his head vigorously, but she took no notice.
"What have you been buying," she went on, "with Sister Helen's money?
Presents, I think.

Yes, yes, I see them in your pocket," and she fixed her eyes upon the unhappy Godfrey's pocket, at least that is where he felt them.
"Oh! very pretty presents.