Suppose you and Jessica and I go down there together, Grace, and see what we can do ?" "O Mr.Bright!" cried Grace, clasping her hands delightedly, "will you, truly?
Then let's go to-morrow and bring Mabel back with us." "Very well; you and Jessica meet me at my office at four o'clock to-morrow afternoon," said Mr.Bright.

"But what do you girls intend to do with her, once you get her?
You can't adopt her, you know." "She is to take turns living with us, papa," said Jessica, slipping her hand into her father's.

"May she come here first?
I'd love to have her." Mr.Bright drew Jessica to his side.

"My dear child, you know that you may do as you please about it.

I feel sure that she must be the right sort of girl, or you and your friends wouldn't have become interested in her.