ild, slipping her hand confidingly
into the boy's.

Willie coloured to the roots of his hair; but was too overcome by the
little lady's possession of him to speak.

Miss Elton 'smiled "that's right, Gladys. Now you take him and show him
all the pretty things," and she left the children together while she went
back to her helpers.

"Come 'long, boy," said Gladys. "See all ze pitty sings on ze tree," and,
tugging at his hand, she pulled him down the long room, and very soon the
little waif, and the daintily-dressed maiden were the best of friends, and
chatting away as though they had known each other all their short lives.

"Now, children," said Mr. Elton, ringing a bell as he spoke to gain
attention, "all who are hungry and want some tea must come and sit down at
the tables."

For the next five minutes all was confusion as the children noisily took
their places, Gladys and Willie bringing up the rear.

"Miss Elton, look!" exclaimed a young lady who had come to help attend the
children. "Did you ever see such an extraordinary likeness?"

"Likeness between whom?" asked Miss Elton.

"Why, your little niece and her ragged knight," said the young lady.
"Can't you see, now they are close together? Their eyes are quite alike,
and they have the same curly hair."

"It is so indeed," said Miss Elton; "but it has never struck me before."

"What a sweet face that boy has!" said her companion. "I should love to
dress him in velvet and lace."

There was no time for more to be said, for the children were hungry, and
although Miss Elton had brought several friends to help her and her brother
with their ragged visitors, they were kept exceedingly busy.
Many of the little waifs had never had such a feast in their lives,
and it was astonishing to see the way in which they drank the tea and
devoured the cake.

After the children had eaten as much as they could, they were allowed to
get down from the table, and while the tea was being cleared away they
romped about in the room. Miss Elton taught them to play "Oranges and
Lemons," "Nuts and May," and other games which are familiar to most
children, but quite strange to little London arabs such as were gathered
together in that room.

When they had tired themselves out with play they all sat down, and while
they ate oranges Mr. Elton talked to them for a little while about the One
whose birthday they were celebrating, and Miss Elton sang to them.

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