"At once?—to-morrow?"
"Yes, sir; I have but to give up my lodgings and have my trunk removed."
"That will be perfectly delightful, papa," Bertha exclaimed, eagerly, "and you will sing and play to me; you will amuse me every day, will you not, Miss Huntington?"
"Yes, to a reasonable extent; but, in return, you will try faithfully to learn all that I wish to teach you?" stipulated Violet.
"Yes, I will try," the child said, earnestly, as she again pressed her lips to Violet's hand.
"Now, my pet, you will have to excuse us," said Mr. Lawrence, rising. "I have a few more arrangements to make with Miss Huntington, and we must not detain her longer."
"I wish you did not need to go at all," Bertha said, wistfully.
"Perhaps you will be wishing to send me away before a great while," Violet remarked, with a quiet laugh.
"No, indeed; I am sure I shall never want to give you up," persisted the child, confidently.
Violet bent to kiss the sweet face upraised to hers, and then followed Mr. Lawrence from the room, having first promised to "come early to-morrow."