thing! That's the way she makes people love her so. There's the place, and, thank goodness, there is a crowd."
"You darling!" whispered Henderson as they passed up the walk. Her face was rose-flushed with excitement and her eyes shone.
"Hello, every one!" she cried as she came on the wide veranda. "Only see what we found up in the forest! We thought you might like to have it for some of your collections."
She held out the moth as she walked straight to Elnora, who arose to meet her, crying, "How perfectly splendid! I don't even know how to begin to thank you."
Elnora took the moth. Edith shook hands with all of them and asked Philip if he were improving. She said a few polite words to Freckles and the Angel, declined to remain on account of an engagement, and went away, gracefully.
"Well, bully for her!" said Mrs. Comstock. "She's a little thoroughbred after all!"
"That was a mighty big thing for her to be doing," said Freckles in a hushed voice.
"If you knew her as well as I do," said Philip Ammon, "you would have a better conception of what that cost."
"It was a terror!" cried the Angel. "I never could have done it."
"'Never could have done it!'" echoed Freckles. "Why, Angel, dear, that is the one thing of all the world you would have done!"
"I have to take care of this," faltered Elnora, hurrying
