"I can't say I do," returned Edith amused. "None of my friends rent rooms. But I'm going to ask you both to spend a month here,—as my visitors. Of course, you'll be busy all the time, I know, but you may come and go as you wish, and you'll feel you have a home to come to instead of a stranger's house."
"Do you really mean it?" exclaimed Betty, forgetting her shyness, and becoming her old bright, impulsive self.
Dell looked happy, but rather doubtful.
"Betty, it's awfully kind of Miss Esterbrook, but don't you think that we ought to have it harder?"
At this, Dr. Cadman and Edith laughed heartily.
"My dears, you'll have all the hardships you wish before you get through. Just take the sunshine while you can get it—and then, you know, I want you to tell us all about 'Mormonism,' and my friends, too. It will take almost a month to tell everyone that I introduce you to."
Dr. Cadman was not much surprised at Edith's offer. He was accustomed to having her do what her friends called "odd." Only a month ago, she housed three Salvation Army lassies for a week.
Betty's eyes shone with enthusiasm.
"Dear Sister Esterbrook," she said, "we will come and be so glad to. And if we can bring you the gospel, I know that you will be more than repaid for your kindness—our religion is the greatest thing in the world—the greatest joy that we could bring anyone!"
Edith gazed at the earnest girl before her, and then, rising, took both her hands lovingly,