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of 'understanding' you are, just like a real mother."

And somehow Julia Cloud felt as if she was entering into a new world.

Allison seemed to know by intuition just where to find the right kind
of tea-room. He ushered them into the place, and found a table in a
secluded nook, with a fountain playing nearby over ferns, and ivy
climbing over a mimic pergola. There were not many people eating, for
it was past one o'clock. There were little round tables with
high-backed chairs that seemed to shut them off in a corner by
themselves.

"This is nice!" he sighed. "We're a real family now, aren't we?" and
he looked over at Julia Cloud with that fine homage that now and then
a boy just entering manhood renders to an older woman.

"Creamed chicken on toast, fruit-salad, toasted muffins, and ice-cream
with hot chocolate sauce," ordered Allison after studying the
menu-card for a moment. "You like all those, don't you, Cloudy?"

"Oh, but my dear! You mustn't order all that. A sandwich is all
I need. Just a tongue sandwich. You must not begin by being
extravagant."

"This is my party, Cloudy. This goes under the head of expenses. If
you can't find enough you like among what I order, why, I'll get you a
tongue sandwich, too; but you've been feeding us out of the
cooky-jar, and I guess I'll get the finest I can find to pay you back.
I told you this was my time. When we get settled, you can order
things; but now I'm going to see that you get enough to eat while
you're working so hard."

Leslie's eyes danced with her dimples as Julia Cloud appealed to her
to stop this extravagance.

"That's all right, Cloudy. I heard Guardy Lud tell Al not to spare any
expense to make things comfortable for you while you were moving."

So Julia Cloud settled down to the pleasure of a new and delicious
combination of foods, and thoroughly enjoyed it all.

"Now," said Leslie as the meal drew to a close, "we must get to work.
It's half-past two, and the stores close at half-past five. I've a lot
of shopping to do. How about you, Cloudy?"

"I must buy a trunk," said Julia Cloud thoughtfully, "and a hand-bag
and some gloves. I ought to get a new warm coat, but that will do
later."

Leslie eyed her thoughtfully, and raised one brow intensively at her
brother as she rose from the table.

Allison landed them at a big department store, and guided his aunt to
the trunk department with instructions to stay there until he and
Leslie came back.