She was making it merely for her own satisfaction.

With her it was a matter of pride in having been a faithful steward.

She had tried to safeguard not only the interests of the girls under her roof, but Mrs.Gray's interests as well.
"I hope I've been a good house mother," she murmured wistfully, as, seated in her office one bright Friday afternoon, she worked on her report.

The ring of the postman caused her to lay down her pen and hurry into the hall.

To her surprise she saw Evelyn Ward had forestalled her.
She had opened the door for the postman, and now stood rapidly going over the pile of letters in her hand.