"Miss Wilmot," said Rose, gratefully, "you came to us like a good angel. I was almost despairing when I met you. Now, I am full of courage."
"Never despair!" said Miss Wilmot, kindly. "The sun is often behind the clouds. But I must be going. You will hear from me in a day or two."
The good spinster rose as she spoke, and going out of the humble room, descended the dirty staircase, leaving behind her joy where she had found sorrow.
"It seems almost too good to be true, Rose," said Addie.
"So it does, Addie."
"A nice furnished flat and a piano! I shall not believe it until I see it."
"We can rely upon whatever Miss Wilmot promises. Has she not paid our rent, and given us ten dollars besides?"
"How glad Harry will be when he hears it!"
"Yes, poor boy. It hasn't been a very pleasant home for him. Do you know, Addie, I feel inclined to be extravagant?"
"In what way, Rose?"