“No, dear. And we have something to tell you; it was to have crowned a happier day than this. But the end is all right. The court has decided the matter. The man who was your father will never dare come again, and Uncle Ben and I have legally adopted you, so now you are our very own little girl. This was Alvin Wixon’s last effort, after his failure before the judge.”
Betsy slipped an arm around each of the two who were beside her.
“Why, then,—you are my father and mother,—and—My! but I’m glad!”
“And you are not Betsy Wixon any more. From now on you are Betsy Johns.”
“Oh, Auntie Kate—Mother!” whispered Betsy.
The heart of Betsy was unlocked now, forever.
THE END
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