"Oh, there is Rags!" exclaimed Dawn, with a happy little laugh. "Dear Rags!"
"Yes!" said Rags in his own way. "Dear Teacher! I'm glad I found you!"
"And Dan is here, too," said Charles. "Come here, Dan, and share our joy."
Then came Daniel, his face red with embarrassment, and stood bashfully before her.
"I found him, and he's helped me to find you, dear," said Charles. "He's told me all about everything."
All dishevelled as she was, with her lovely hair about her shoulders, Dawn stood bravely to receive him, and put out both hands to the boy.
"Dear Dan!" she said.
She took his hands in hers for an instant, and Dan bowed his head, but he had nothing to say. He felt that he had received a benediction. Rags saw how he felt about it and tried to help him out.
"Me, too!" he barked, and Dawn, laughing, stooped and patted the dog lovingly, while he wriggled himself half in two in his joy.
"But have you had any breakfast?" asked Charles, with sweet responsibility in his tone, as Dawn shook back her curls and gathered them into a knot on her head, fastening them with her comb quite properly. Dan lowered his eyes deferentially and looked away from the pretty sight, knowing it was not for him.