Yes, indeed," was the answer. "Think how far they have come. I wish
we had found them sooner."

A lively game of tag was going on in the aisle. Children swarmed over
the seats and under them. One boy was spinning a top. Two or three
were walking around on their hands, with their feet in the air. The
gayest group seemed to be in the far end of the car, where two seats
full of children were amusing themselves by making faces at each
other. The uglier the contortion and more frightful the grimace, the
louder they laughed.

In one corner the English girl whom the man had mentioned sat mending
a little crocheted jacket, belonging to one of the children. She was
indeed keeping a sharp eye on them.

"'Enry," she called authoritatively, "stop teasing those girls, Hi
say. Pull the 'airs from your hown 'ead, and see 'ow you like that
naow! Sally, you shall not drink the 'ole enjuring time. Leave the cup
be! No, Maggie, Hi can tell no story naow. Don't you see Hi must be
plying my needle? Go play, whilst the car stops."

Robin smiled on Grace like an old friend when she appeared at the
door, and moved over to make room for her on the seat beside him. He
had no fear of strangers, so he chattered away in confiding baby
fashion, but the older boy said nothing. Sometimes he smiled when she
told some story that made Robin laugh out heartily, but it seemed to
her that it was because the little brother was pleased that he
laughed, not because he listened.

Presently Mrs. Estel touched her on the shoulder. "The time is almost
up. I am going to ask your father to bring my things in here. As you
leave at the next station, I could not have your company much longer,
anyhow. I have all the afternoon ahead of me, and I want something to
amuse me."

"I wish I could stay with you," answered Grace, "but mamma is such an
invalid I cannot leave her that long. She would be worrying about me
all the time."

She bade Robin an affectionate good-by, telling him that he was the
dearest little fellow in the world, and that she could never forget
him. He followed her with big, wistful eyes as she passed out, but
smiled happily when she turned at the door to look back and kiss her
hand to him.

At the next station, where they stopped for a few minutes, he watched
for her anxiously. Just as the train began to pull out he caught a
glimpse of her. There was a flutter of a white handkerchief and a
bundle came flying in through the window.

He looked