Rising from the table she went into the living room, and there a few moments later he found her walking up and down.

"I think I will tell you now," she said.
"I'm afraid of being alone to-night, of keeping this matter to myself." He looked at her apprehensively.
"Very well, my dear," he said.
"This is the trouble," she began.

"Down in my school we've a family of about three thousand children.

A few I get to know so well I try to follow them when they leave.

And one of these, an Italian boy--his name is Joe Bolini--was one of the best I ever had, and one of the most appealing.