She dislikes to travel with only Eliot." Eugenia knew nothing of the telegram her Cousin Elizabeth received next morning, so several days later she could hardly believe her eyes, when she saw her father spring out of the carriage in front of the house, and come bounding up the steps, between the white pillars of the vine-covered porch.

Tall, handsome, smiling, he came toward her, his arms outstretched, and, after one amazed glance, she ran into them, crying, "Oh, papa! papa! I'm so glad!" "I couldn't do without my little girl any longer," he said.

"I had to come for her." Mrs.Sherman came out just then with the warmest of welcomes, and Eugenia rushed up-stairs for a moment, to tell Betty about her surprise and to hurry Joyce and Lloyd down to greet her father.
"I am going to begin all over again now," she said to herself, as she went up the stairs.

"I'll be as good, and sweet to him as he deserves.
I'll let him see how proud I am of him, too.

It's queer, but somehow I really love him better since I have thought so much about Betty's Memory roads.