"She will remember, Renée, because right at this moment I know her heart and her mind are full of thoughts of you, just as you are homesick for her and the little cottage!"
Mr. Everett, who had been deeply moved by Renée's story, interposed some practical comfort.
"Renée, will you let me--by way of celebrating this day--send a money order to Susette in your name? Remember, child, how little we have suffered as compared to you and Susette and countless others--over there! You shall write her a little letter to go with it!"
"Oh, I will like that! And then Susette will surely know that I am with kind, generous friends!" The child's eyes were bright again. "And I will remind her where we put the flag and she can hang it out, for I think now there will be flags flying in France for a long time!"
"This must, of course, be a holiday," declared Aunt Pen.
"And let's just do things we've never done before," cried Pat.
At that moment Mr. Everett was called to the telephone. He returned greatly excited.
"Burns telephones from the Works that the men are forming a monster parade! They've got a band and helped themselves to every flag in the place! The city's gone mad! I must hurry away. Take the girls downtown! This November eleventh must be a day we will never forget--as long as we live!"
And as he hurried off he said to Renée in parting:
"Have that letter ready, my dear, and I will send the money order home at noon-time."