ls, held out his hand, and said in a pleasant
voice, "I think this must be Miss Carr."

"I am Dr. Hope," he went on; "your father telegraphed when you were to
leave Chicago, and I have come down to two or three trains in the hope of
meeting you."

"Have you, indeed?" said Clover, with a rush of relief. "How very kind of
you! And so papa telegraphed! I never thought of that. Phil, here is Dr.
Hope, papa's friend; Dr. Hope, Mrs. Watson."

"This is really a very agreeable attention,--your coming to meet us,"
said Mrs. Watson; "a very agreeable attention indeed. Well, I shall write
Ellen--that's my daughter, Mrs. Phillips, you know--that before we had got
out of the cars, a gentleman--And though I've always been in the habit of
going about a good deal, it's always been in the East, of course, and
things are--What are we going to do first, Dr. Hope? Miss Carr has a great
deal of energy for a girl, but naturally--I suppose there's an hotel at
St. Helen's. Ellen is rather particular where I stay. 'At your age,
Mother, you must be made comfortable, whatever it costs,' she says; and so
I--An only daughter, you know--but you'll attend to all those things for
us now, Doctor."

"There's quite a good hotel," said Dr. Hope, his eyes twinkling a little;
"I'll show it to you as we drive up. You'll find it very comfortable if
you prefer to go there. But for these young people I've taken rooms at a
boarding-house, a quieter and less expensive place. I thought it was what
your father would prefer," he added in a lower tone to Clover.

"I am sure he would," she replied; but Mrs. Watson broke in,--

"Oh, I shall go wherever Miss Carr goes. She's under my care, you
know--Though at the same time I must say that in the long run I have
generally found that the most expensive places turn out the cheapest. As
Ellen often says, get the best and--What do they charge at this hotel that
you speak of, Dr. Hope?"

"The Shoshone House? About twenty-five dollars a week, I think, if you
make a permanent arrangement."

"That _is_ a good deal," remarked Mrs. Watson, meditatively, while Clover
hastened to say,--

"It is a great deal more than Phil and I can spend, Dr. Hope; I am glad
you have chosen the other place for us."

"I suppose it _is_ better," admitted Mm Watson; but when they gained the
top of the hill, and a picturesque, many-gabled, many-balconied structure
was pointed out as the Shoshone, her regrets returned, and she began again
to