"What do you want to know her name for?" asked Aunt Patty.
"O, because she resembles a sister I lost," returned Sumpter after a brief hesitation.
"Well, it is my niece, Annie Evalyn."
"Ah! she lives with you?"
"Yes; ever since she was born a'most. Her father and mother died when she was a baby."
"Hillo, Sumpter!" said Hardin, from without, "trying to coax a prettier sequel to your fortune? Come on!"
Sumpter hurried forth, and the carriage rattled away over the rough road of Scraggiewood.
CHAPTER II.
"A holy smile was on her lip,
Whenever sleep was there;