"Oh, Peter!" And then with a flash of joy, "But you're goin' to have another grand piano just like it soon."
"Am I? Who's going to give it to me?"
"I am," said Beth quietly. "And another house and pictures and books and music."
He read her expression eagerly.
"Mr. McGuire has told you?" he asked.
She nodded. "You knew?"
"Yes," he replied. "He told me yesterday."
"Isn't it wonderful?" she whispered. And then went on rapidly, "So you see, Peter, maybe I can be some good to you after all."
He pressed her fingers, enjoying her happiness.
"I can hardly believe it's true," she gasped, "but it must be, because Mr. McGuire had his lawyer here yesterday talkin' about it——"