"But it's no use; for, as I tell them," he added, "that sort isn't made in batches.

There is only one Katy; and happily she belongs to me, and the other fellows must get along as they can." This was all satisfactory and comforting; and Clover could endure a little loneliness herself so long as her beloved Katy seemed so happy.

She was very busy besides, and there _were_ compensations, as she admitted to herself.

She liked the consequence of being at the head of domestic affairs, and succeeding to Katy's position as papa's special daughter,--the person to whom he came for all he wanted, and to whom he told his little secrets.

She and Elsie became more intimate than they had ever been before; and Elsie in her turn enjoyed being Clover's lieutenant as Clover had been Katy's.