She said: "I will go to St.Louis, too, sir.

I will find a way to get there.
I will make a way.

And I will find a way to help myself along, and do what I can to help the rest, too." She spoke it like a princess.

Mrs.Hawkins smiled proudly and kissed her, saying in a tone of fond reproof: "So one of my girls is going to turn out and work for her living! It's like your pluck and spirit, child, but we will hope that we haven't got quite down to that, yet." The girl's eyes beamed affection under her mother's caress.

Then she straightened up, folded her white hands in her lap and became a splendid ice-berg.