She carefully raised an end of the broad white sash ribbon, and sighed rapturously over the beautiful pink rosebuds scattered along its length.
"That is exquisite," agreed Miss Price, coming to her side. "Pink is exactly the color for you. Polly has shown excellent taste in its selection."
"Oh, Polly always knows just what's right!" praised Leonora.
Miss Price did not reply, only smiled across to Polly in the friendliest way.
"Is n't High Price lovely this afternoon!" whispered the lame girl, as the tall nurse turned to admire a doll which was help up for her inspection.
Polly nodded happily. Everything was "lovely" now. What a glad, beautiful world it was!
"My dear!" A pair of soft arms clasped her from behind, and Polly found herself looking up into Miss Lucy's radiant face. "I believe you are a little witch!" she laughed "You have given me just such a bag as I have coveted for a good many years, but which I never expected to won."
"I'm so glad!" responded Poly. "But Mrs. Jocelyn chose it— the kind, I mean."
She might have added that she should never have dared select on at that price; but she only smiled joyously.
"Then I will thank you and Mrs. Jocelyn both," smiled Miss Lucy, moving away with the other nurse.