6/11 I won't stay now, dear Miss Egerton. I'm going round to see Mr.Jones about the plates he was to try and sell for me, and then I shall hurry back to Daisy." "Take her this fresh egg and this little sponge-loaf for her supper," said Miss Egerton. God bless you, dear!" "It is wonderful what kind friends we girls seem to meet at every turn," thought Primrose to herself, as she hurried down the dirty, sloppy street. "It would be very strange if we did not succeed with so many people wishing us well. |