"Everything is changed," she whispered.

"We travel about; papa has left us, and Syd has left us, and we have got a new name.

We are Norman now.

I wish I was grown up, and old enough to understand it." Randal tried to reconcile her to her own happy ignorance.

"You have got your dear good mother," he said, "and you have got me, and you have got your toys--" "And some nice boys and girls to play with," cried Kitty, eagerly following the new suggestion.