"To see and talk with Mademoiselle—that will give me great pleasure," he answered.
"May I bring her to see you, then?"
Bertrand's eyes glowed at the very idea.
"If you would do me that kindness!" he said tremulously. This fairy tale was really coming true—more and more so!
"We will come at any time you choose," said the lady.
"To-morrow, then, at this time!"
Mrs. Vaughn smiled.
"We will come." She bent her head in farewell, and the little girl bent her's. But as the boy gazed after her, she turned and suddenly kissed her hand to him.
That night, Bertrand could not sleep for a long time after he had gone to bed. To understand why the making acquaintance with the little American girl was so exciting, one must remember the great loneliness of his invalid life, shut away from all other children and debarred from
