Edna looked down at the comb which she still held in her hand. "What must I do about this?" she asked.
"You must take it back to-morrow and restore it to its place," her mother told her. "I am perfectly sure that not one of you little girls dreamed that she had no right to take the things, but nevertheless they were not yours, and I am very certain that the other mothers will say the same thing."
"Reliance has a lovely card-case," said Edna, regretfully. "She was going to give it to you, grandma."
Mrs. Willis smiled. "I appreciate the spirit, but she must not be allowed to keep it, my dear."
Edna's face sobered. She felt much crestfallen. She wondered what Reba's father would say.
She did not have long to wait to find this out for after supper came two young callers who sidled in with rather shamefaced expressions. "Suppose you take Reba and Esther Ann into the dining-room for a little while," suggested grandma encouragingly. "Little folks like to chatter about their own affairs, I well know."
Edna shot her grandma a grateful look and soon was closeted with the little girls. "Oh, Edna, what did your mother say?" began Esther Ann.
"She said I must take back the comb, because I had no right to take it."
"That's just what my mother said," returned Esther Ann.
"My father said it's dishonest," put in Reba, "I mean dishonest to keep it. He knew we didn't mean to steal."