CHAPTER III.
ADOPTED.
Mrs.Rushton returned the next day with a basket of ripe peaches and a large bouquet of lovely flowers such as Hetty had never seen before.

The yellow lilies might stand now in peace among their tall flag leaves without fearing to have their heads picked off, for Hetty had got something newer and more delightful to admire than they.

Odorous golden roses and pearl-white gardenias scented and beautified the poor little room where Hetty lay.

Where had they come from, she wondered, and who was the pretty lady who sat by her side and kept putting nice-smelling things to her nose?
At first she was very shy and only looked at her with half-closed eyes, but after some time she took courage and spoke to her.
"What kind lady are you ?" asked Hetty boldly.
"I am a good fairy," said Mrs.Rushton, "and when you are well I am going to carry you off to see my house." "Hetty has got a house," said the little girl complacently.

"Have you got a house too ?" "A splendid large house, Hetty," said Mrs.Kane.