These were mine and grandpa's initials," she explained. "I was called
Wren because his name was Renton." She resumed reading the promise:
"'If ever I do discover this table I also promise to notify Wren Salvey immediately.' Then you sign," she said. "There are pen and ink. Mother always keeps them in the sitting-room for me."
Belle took the book. Pages were already filled with signatures.
"You must have a great many callers," she remarked, taking up the pen to sign.
"Oh, I take my book with me every time I go out," said Wren. "Sometimes mother takes me where there are a lot of people. I love to talk to folks."
"Of course you do," said Cora, filled with admiration for the mother who so humored the sick child. "And with all those promises, as you say, they must some day become a great, grand call, and so be answered."
"I hope you will hear the voice," said Wren fervently, and the day came when Cora remembered the child's prayer.
The girls added their names to the long list. Wren required that they repeat the promise individually, and, indeed, it became a most solemn proceeding.
The storm had entirely subsided. It was time to be on the road again, and Cora stood up first to take her leave.
"We really must go," she said. "We have had a most delightful hour. We shall never forget Wren, and, perhaps, some day we may return to fulfil our promise."