“Oh, splendid!” she cried. “I’m so glad! I did want to help! I was afraid for a minute that you were not going to let me keep the money; but a present has to be kept, doesn’t it? Only this wasn’t exactly a present, if she did call it so. I’m glad you didn’t mean that.” She drew a long, satisfied breath.
The Doctor smiled across at his wife over Polly’s curls, and her eyes told him he had decided in the wisest way.
They were still talking when Colonel Gresham and his family drove in.
Polly called a cheery, “Hullo, David!” and then, of course, they all had to come over and tell her how glad they were to see her.
It was late before the mother could get her nestling snug for the night; but Polly was at home again, and nobody cared.
CHAPTER XIX
TWO LETTERS
A week after Polly’s return, Lady Gay Cottage was sold. Polly brought the news from Colonel Gresham’s, the Colonel having heard it downtown.