"Faith," said Miss Harrison after she had introduced her brother,—"I want you to give these favours to the boys. Somebody must do it, and I can't—and you must!"
"You see, my dear," said Judge Harrison, "Sophy and Julius want their fête to go off as prettily as possible; and so they want you to do this for them because you're the prettiest girl here."
"Then I can't do it, sir," said Faith. She blushed very prettily, to be sure, but she spoke very quietly.
"Faith! you will do it for me?" said Miss Harrison.
"I can't, Sophy."
"Nobody would do it so well as you—half!"
"But I can't do it at all." And Faith went on leafing her dishes.
"I dare put in no petition of my own," said the doctor then; "but I will venture to ask on the part of Mr. Linden, that you will do him and the school such a service."
Faith's dark eyes opened slightly. "Did he ask you, sir?"
"I cannot answer that," said the doctor, a little taken aback. "I have presumed on what I am sure are his wishes."