She really did mean just what she said, but when it came to carrying out her offer and he saw the stares of her friends, the sneers of her enemies--if such as she could have enemies--and heard the whispered jeers of the curious, then she would see her mistake and be sorry.

It would be only a manly thing for him to think this out, and save her from the results of her own blessed bigness of heart.
"I railly must be off," said Freckles earnestly, "but I'm thanking you more than you'll ever know for your kindness.

I'll just be drinking bowls of icy things all me way home in the thoughts of it." Down came the Angel's foot.

Her eyes flashed indignantly.

"There's no sense in that," she said.