Jinnie drew a long breath of happiness. She had cried a little, she was sorry for that. She had broken her resolve always to smile—to be “Happy in Spite.”
“I’ll never bring any one else in, Peg,” she averred gratefully.
Then she remembered how sweeping was her promise and changed it a trifle.
“Of course if a kid was awful sick in the street and didn’t have a home, I’d have to fetch it in, wouldn’t I?”
Peggy flounced over to the table, speechless, followed by the two children.
CHAPTER XV
“WHO SAYS THE KID CAN’T STAY?”
Twenty minutes later Mrs. Grandoken entered the shop and sat down opposite her husband.