one wanted it to."
She turned over, and stretched her aching limbs contentedly. "If my bed
is untidy, I must tidy it again--that is all. I am so dead tired I must
lie down somewhere. Where have you been? In with mother?"

"No. I was here part of the time, trying to write to granny, and--and
then I went up to the attics. Faith, I do want to have that west attic
for my very own. It would make a jolly bedroom. I am going to ask mother
if I may. I should think she would let me when she knows how much I want
it."

"Do you?" Faith opened her tired eyes, and looked at her sister wistfully.
"You don't care for being here with me?"

Audrey looked somewhat embarrassed. "It--it isn't that--but I do want a
room to myself, where--where the children won't be always bursting in and
banging the place about. You see, I have been accustomed to having my own
room, and my things about, all the time I was with granny. It--it seems
senseless, too, doesn't it? for three of us to sleep in one room, and
leave that one up there standing empty."

"But Joan only sleeps here because mother mustn't be disturbed at night."

"I know, but she makes three sleeping here. Do you think mother and
father would mind my having the attic?"

"Oh, no--not if you want it so much. It makes more work for the servant
to have another room to clean, and one so high up too."

"Oh, I will keep it clean, and--and all that sort of thing. I wonder when
mother will be awake? I want to go and ask her."

"I don't know. Not for a long while yet, I hope, for Dr. Gray gave her a
sleeping draught. But you need not bother mother about it, ask father, it
will be just the same. He is in his study."

Audrey was on her feet in a moment. "Shall I? Do you think he will
understand as well as mother would? You see, I really need a quiet place
where I can work in peace. Do you think father would let me have the
attic?"

"Oh, yes, father will let you have it." Faith turned her head on her
pillow with a weary sigh. "Audrey, will you draw down the blind?
My head is simply splitting."

"All right. I will go down to father this very minute, then I must see
about getting it cleaned out, and--oh, I wonder if I could possibly get it
ready to sleep there to-night!"

"To-night!" In spite of her pain, Faith opened her eyes wide with
surprise. "But there is no furniture there, no--no anything. What a
hurry you are in, Audrey." She felt a little hurt, and th