But--but--that poor young mother who hadn't wanted it to go to the asylum! Rilla couldn't get that out of her thoughts.

And that very morning she discovered that the baby had gained eight ounces since its coming to Ingleside.

Rilla had felt such a thrill of pride over this.
"You--you said it mightn't live if it went to Hopetown," she said.
"It mightn't.

Somehow, institutional care, no matter how good it may be, doesn't always succeed with delicate babies.

But you know what it means if you want it kept here, Rilla." "I've taken care of it for a fortnight--and it has gained half a pound," cried Rilla.