CHAPTER III.
Mr.Pryor's Door "Grief will be joy if on its edge Fall soft that holiest ray, Joy will be grief if no faint pledge Be there of heavenly day." "Have Sally and Peter said anything about getting married yet ?" asked my big sister Lucy of mother.

Lucy was home on a visit.

She was bathing her baby and mother was sewing.
"Not a word!" "Are they engaged ?" "Sally hasn't mentioned it." "Well, can't you find out ?" "How could I ?" asked mother.
"Why, watch them a little and see how they act when they are together.
If he kisses her when he leaves, of course they are engaged." "It would be best to wait until Sally tells me," laughed mother.
I heard this from the back steps.

Neither mother nor Lucy knew I was there.

I went in to see if they would let me take the baby.