Blythe knew what a hard question that had been for her to ask.
"Not unworthy, or anything like it, I think," he replied promptly, "when the motive is so pure and fine."
Impulsively she rose and held out both of her hands and he took them in his.
"Call Laura," she said. "I want to tell her. I want my guardian angel to meet my guardian."
Laura came into the room as she spoke. She walked over to Louise and placed an arm around her.
"I knew it, dear," she said to Louise. "John told me last night. That is why we are over here. He thought, and I agreed with him, that it would be better to tell you at the close of a happy day. And was there ever such a happy day since the world began?"
Blythe looked at his watch and whistled.
"We've half an hour to make the last New York train tonight, and a two-mile drive to the station," he said. "If we miss the train we'll have to stay here all night."
Laura gathered up her skirts and raced for her hat, Louise after her.
"Stay here all night!" gasped Laura. "You are making a glorious beginning as a guardian, aren't you!"