"The story of naughty Harryminta——" from Maud.
"No use your trying, sir," from Sarah. "I've been trying for half an hour. We're taking her home."
"Excellent idea." He took Emmy Lou's little hands. "So you won't tell Uncle Charlie either?"
Evidently she would not, though it was with visible increase of anguish that she indicated this by a shake of her head.
"We'll walk along," said Sarah. "I've my part of supper to get, but we'll feel better ourselves to see her home."
They walked along.
"I was talking to them peaceful as might be——" from Sarah again.
"Sister was telling us a story——" from Albert Eddie.
"The story of naughty Harryminta——" from Maud.
Was it a sound here from Uncle Charlie's Emmy Lou, or the twitch of her hand in his, which betrayed some access to her woe?