“Mr. Ross,” she said, “if I can prove to you that I was big enough to save you two thousand dollars, would you think me big enough to be given an increase in salary?”
“I surely would, Miss Carstairs!” Mr. Ross answered, becoming suddenly grave.
Ann’s voice shook with excitement.
“Your bonds are safe in the vault, Mr. Ross, together with eight hundred dollars that Miss Benson collected on Liberty Loan payments—and the new janitor!”
“You’re a brave girl,” said Mr. Ross, helping her to her feet. “The increase is yours; you have certainly earned it.”
* * * * * *
“She was, indeed, a brave girl,” said the Story King, as the Story Lady paused; “and deserved all her good fortune.”
“The next,” went on the Story Lady, smiling, “is the story of a young man and a young woman whose only ambition in life was to help others.”