A PRISONER.
"I believe I'll go to see little John this afternoon," said Louise.
"You can take him the last 'St. Nicholas' if you do. I'd rather have you go there than to Dora's or Elsie's, for then I shall not wish so much that I could go with you," answered Bess, who was to spend the afternoon at the dentist's.
Louise found the magazine and then walked as far an the Armstrongs' gate with her sister and Joanna.
"Good-by," she said; "I hope Dr. Atmore won't hurt you."
Several hours later Bess entered the room where Mrs. Howard was taking off her wraps, and asked, "Do you know where Louise is, Aunt Zélie?"
"Why, no, I have only just come in; can't you find her?"
"No, Auntie, and I have looked everywhere."
"Surely she must be in the house; it is nearly dark. Did you have your tooth attended to?"
Bess forgot everything else in the interest of relating her afternoon's experience, but when the story was finished she began again to wonder what had become of Louise.