It's something that makes me very happy.

I hope it will you, too.' He swung round in the circling of her arm and looked at her with sudden ecstasy.
'Oh, Helen, dear--I know! Some one has left you a hundred thousand pounds a year--some one you once opened a railway-carriage door for--and now I can have a pony of my very own to ride.

Can't I ?' 'Yes,' said Helen slowly, 'you can have a pony; but nobody's left me anything.

Look here, my Pippin,' she added, very quickly, 'don't ask any more questions.

I'll tell you.