"I can't say what I want to, ma'am," spoke a low voice beside her; "but if you'll believe I'm grateful, and wait till some time when I can show it better than I can now-that time will come, if we both live. And when I'm a man, if she isn't found first, I'll go the world round but I'll find her, and Jovarny too: I'll promise that."
A wan smile played over the lovely face, as Mrs. Legrange, laying her hand upon the boy's, said kindly,—
"If she is not found before then, Teddy, I shall not be here to know it."
Then going to the drawer, still standing open, she said,—
"May I have some of these little things, Mrs. Ginniss; not all,—for
I know that you love them too,—but some of them?"
So Mrs. Ginniss made a package of the relics; and Teddy asked and obtained the privilege of carrying it home for his new friend, while James stalked discontentedly behind.
Upon the way, Mrs. Legrange said quietly, "I left a little money in the drawer, Theodore. It is to buy you some new clothes, and whatever else you and your mother need most. And I have just thought of something else. How would your mother like living in the country?"
"Very much, ma'am, I think. Her father had a farm in Ireland, and she is mighty fond of telling about it."
"Well, Mr. Legrange has recently made me a present of a nice old farmhouse somewhere in the western part of the State, thinking I might like to go there for a few weeks in the summer. It is a lovely place, they say; and, if your mother would like it, she might go there and keep the house for me. A man is going to take care of the farm, and he could board with her."
"That would be first-rate, ma'am," said Teddy enthusiastically. "But you're doing too much for us entirely."