“Oh!” Ruth cried, in a disappointed tone, “I never thought of that!”
“Eunice, we must go now,” announced Ruth, “but I want you to promise me not to go back to the wigwam with your grandmother until you have first seen me. Tell your grandmother I wish to talk with her. I want you to come to see where I live.”
Eunice shook her head. “I should be afraid,” she replied simply.
“But you are not afraid with me, Eunice,” Mollie said. “If you will promise to come to see us, when you are better, you shall stay right by me all the time. Will you promise?”
“I promise,” agreed the child.
“Naki is to let me hear as soon as you are well enough to leave the hospital,” said Ruth.
“O Ruth,” whispered Mollie. “Eunice will have no clothes to wear up at the hotel, even to spend the day. Shall I send her a dress of mine?”
“Eunice,” Ruth asked, “do you know what a present is?”
“No,” was the reply.
“Well, a present is something that comes in a box, and is soft and warm this time,” Ruth explained. “Eunice must wear the present when she is ready to leave the hospital. When you are well enough to come to see us, I am coming to the hospital for you. I am going to take you flying to the hotel where we are staying, on the back of a big red bird.”