“Where are we going?” asked Ida, suddenly.
“We are going home.”
“What will the gentleman say?”
“What gentleman?”
“The one that took me away from Peg's. Why, there he is now!”
Mrs. Clifton followed the direction of Ida's finger, as she pointed to a gentleman passing.
“Is he the one?”
“Yes, mamma,” said Ida, shyly.
Mrs. Clifton pressed Ida to her breast. It was the first time she had ever been called mamma. It made her realize, more fully, her present happiness.
Arrived at the house, Jack's bashfulness returned. He hung back, and hesitated about going in.