"Is Bumps home?" Jill asked in a shamefaced way.
"Yes, quite tired out, poor mite. If you put yourself tidy, Jill, I will have tea earlier. You look as if you want it."
Not a word of blame or reproach!
Jill went into her bedroom with a little lump in her throat.
"I haven't really enjoyed myself," she said, as she gazed at her untidy little self in the glass. "I think it would have been much better if I had started for the Golden City this morning, instead of playing truant."
V
"A VERY SOLEMN VOW!"
It was Miss Falkner's custom to read the Bible every morning before she began lessons with the children.