"Why, of course he won't. Well?"
"I am going back now to fetch Amy. Mrs. Ashe is to let Ellen, who has n't been in the room with the little boy, pack a bagful of clothes and put it out on the steps, and I shall send Alexander for it by and by. You can't think how troubled poor Mrs. Ashe was. She could n't help crying when she said that Amy was all she had left in the world. And I nearly cried too, I was so sorry for her. She was so relieved when I said that we would take Amy. You know she has a great deal of confidence in papa."
"Yes, and in you too. Where will you put Amy to sleep, Katy?"
"What do you think would be best? In Dorry's room?"
"I think she'd better come in here with you, and I'll go into Dorry's room. She is used to sleeping with her mother, you know, and she would be lonely if she were left to herself."
"Perhaps that will be better, only it is a great bother for you, Clovy dear."
