"But," said Christina slowly, "Susy is in my heart, not in my head, and I can't put her out from there. I love her, father, and we mean to sit next to each other in Heaven if God will let us; do you think He will, father?"
"Those are questions for Miss Bertha, not for me," said her father hastily, and then he wished her good-night and left her.
[CHAPTER XI]
IN LONDON
"AND what do you want to do to-day?"
"Please, we want to go to see Dawn," was the cry from both Puggy and Christina.
They had had three days of sight-seeing in town, and it had almost been too bewildering for Christina. They had been to a pantomime, "Olympia," Madame Tussaud's and the Crystal Palace, and now Mr. and Mrs. Maclahan were going down for the day to Richmond, and the children were to be left in the charge of Blanche, Mrs. Maclahan's maid, who was a very staid elderly woman.
They had just finished breakfast in their hotel, and Mr. Maclahan smiled when he received his answer.
"Ah! I might have guessed that! Now remember! You are to have Blanche with you when you go. She can call a cab, and take you to see Dawn, and you can bring him back to lunch."
"But boys don't go about with maids in London," said Puggy rebelliously.