We _asked_ you to come--through Mr.
Harlow," rejoined the other, hurriedly.

"And Mr.Henshaw--was that his name ?--was so kind in every way.

I'm glad of this chance to tell you how much we really did appreciate it--and _your_ offer, too, which we could not, of course, accept," she finished, the bright color flooding her delicate face.
Again Billy raised a protesting hand; but the little woman in the opposite chair hurried on.

There was still more, evidently, that she wished to say.
"I hope Mr.Henshaw did not feel too disappointed--about the Lowestoft.
We didn't want to let it go if we could help it; and we hope now to keep it." "Of course," murmured Billy, sympathetically.
"My daughter knew, you see, how much I have always thought of it, and she was determined that I should not give it up.

She said I should have that much left, anyway.