“Then we will try, eh, sister?”
The girl smiled.
“Yes,” she said. “Frank is a beautiful name, and it seems so well suited to him. Yes, we will call him that if he really wishes us to.”
“I do; and I will call you Nellie and Jack. I hope it is true that I am your mascot, and there may be something in it, for my friends who have stuck to me have all had good luck.”
“Fortune has been against us a long time,” said the boy; “ever since mother died.”
“Tell me something of yourselves,” urged Frank. “How long have you been alone in the world?”
“Almost two years now. Father was an invalid the last of his life, and so all the money he had saved was used in caring for him. Mother did not live long after he went away. She loved him so! Her heart was broken, and if it had not been for leaving us, I think she would have been glad to go.”
“But have you no relatives?”
“No near relatives who care anything for us. Mother had a brother, but we do not know where he is now.”
“But we feel that we have found some one in you who is almost as near and dear as a relative,” said the girl.