They had scarcely finished breakfast when they heard her decided voice in the hall, reproving Sally for some careless sweeping.

A little while ago, Lois would have resented this as interference; but she had too many real troubles now to take Mrs.Dale's meddling to heart.
"Well, Helen, my dear," she said, "I'm glad to see you." Mrs.Dale turned her cheek to her niece, under the impression that she was kissing her.
"It is high time for you to be home again.

You must keep this foolish child in order; she hardly eats or sleeps.

I suppose you've sent to know how Arabella Forsythe is to-day, Lois ?" Lois looked anxious.

"I thought she really was better last night, but she sent word this morning there was no change." "Fudge!" cried Mrs.Dale.