nurse thought if you would mind coming in to see her she would drop off
to sleep."

"I _am_ coming!" said Mrs. Horton. She entered the room, and Mrs.
Hargrave again felt a keen pride in her friend. She approached the bed
and, smiling down brightly, bent and kissed the little girl softly on
the cheek.

"Well, darling," she said, "how are you feeling now?"

Rosanna lifted her arms. "Oh, grandmother, I am so sorry I ran away and
made you so unhappy! I can see it in your face. Please forgive me! I
will be such a good little girl when I get well!"

"You have always been a good little girl, my precious," said her
grandmother, kneeling by the bed and laying her arm over Rosanna. "Only
we didn't just understand each other, and now everything is going to be
different. I want you to go to sleep now, and we can talk about
everything when you are well again. And you must sleep all you can,
because the very first meal you can sit up for, Helen is coming over to
have with you. A party, you know, right up here. And Helen is very
lonesome. Now go to sleep. Minnie, your good Minnie, will stay right
with you, and I will come back soon." Once more she kissed Rosanna and
silently left the room. Outside the door she turned to Mrs. Hargrave and
for a moment cried soft and happy tears on her shoulder. Then the two
old ladies kissed each other tenderly.

"It is going to be all right, Amanda," said Mrs. Horton.

"Indeed it is, Virginia," said Mrs. Hargrave. "I am more thankful than I
can say. And now I wonder when we are going to have anything to eat. I
am not sure when I had a meal last. Down at Cousin Hendy's, I believe,
and as she was just coming out of one of her attacks, that was mostly
prepared breakfast foods. I don't mind saying that I am starved. Do you
suppose you will have enough to eat here to-night to be any inducement
for me to accept your invitation for dinner when I get it?"

Half an hour later just as they sat down to the table, in walked Mrs.
Horton's son Robert. Mrs. Hargrave shook her head when after the first
greetings he asked for Rosanna.

"In bed," said Mrs. Horton. "I will have something to tell you about her
later, Robert, but now tell us what has happened since I left you."

"The kiddie isn't in disgrace for anything, is she?" insisted Robert.

"Not at all!" said Mrs. Hargrave. "Did you find your friend?"

"I certainly did!" said the young man, smiling, "and it's a good thing
too. He was hurt worse than I