"Your arguments are good,—and your faith is enviable," said George, impressed.
The next few days Alma steadily improved. But Betty did not leave her until she was almost herself. By that time, Harold was wheeled into her room daily.
There they talked and read of the Hudson-Fulton celebration, and the hours passed quickly for the active boy.
It was Sunday when Betty at last returned home. Everyone of the little group greeted her warmly.
In her room, she found a beautiful bunch of American Beauties—the card attached was Edgeway's.
A knock at the door seemed to answer her thought,—for, with a pleasant "Come in," Edgeway entered.
"Is this evening mine?" he asked smiling.
"O yes! Will you take me out for a nice long walk? I would appreciate the fresh evening air immensely."
"And my company, too," he said laughing.
"Of course," she returned brightly.