"Oh, I'm going a long way—more than three miles," said the woman with the bundle, shaking her head with a little sorry smile.
The cold-looking woman stepped out of the car and motioned to the others to get in. "Take them wherever they wish to go," she said to the chauffeur, "and come back and pick me up along the road here, somewhere."
The tired woman attempted to protest, but the other merely motioned her toward the car and turned away.
The little girl had been standing looking with big, unbelieving eyes from the car to the woman. Her face had become almost beautiful in its eager, wondering delight; and suddenly, as her mother turned to lift her into the car, she broke away and ran after the woman, catching hold of her dress. "Oh, please," she cried, breathlessly, "please may I kiss you?"
The woman turned and looked down at her, then her head lifted higher and her lips grew tight and thin. "No," she said, quietly, and walked on.
The child dropped her hand and turned away, her eyes looking hurt and frightened and
