She paused and looked anxiously at her husband. "We might let her stay here, Sam; and——"
He shook his head. "You're the most self-sacrificing of darlings when it comes to helping your friends," he said; "but I couldn't stand for that, Betty. Two weeks is about my limit, I'm afraid, when it comes to entertaining angels unawares. I'm willing to admit the unique character of Miss Tripp, and to vote her a most agreeable guest, and all that. But——"
Elizabeth gazed at her husband understandingly. "I know, Sam," she said, "and I think so too. But——"
XI
"Mother, de-ar, can we go out to play in the back yard? I c'n put on my overshoes an' leggins, an' I c'n help Doris too, if you're busy."
Elizabeth looked up from her task of cutting out rompers for her baby with a preoccupied sigh. "You have a little cold now, Carroll," she said doubtfully, "and if you should get wet in the snow——"
"We won't get wet, mother. I pr-romise!"
"Very well, dear; now remember!"