It wouldn't have been quite so hard if I could have got there before anyone and slipped quietly into our pew." "Here she comes at last," said Dan.

"Why--what's she got on ?" The Story Girl joined us with a quizzical smile on her face.

Dan whistled.

Cecily's pale cheeks flushed with understanding and gratitude.
The Story Girl wore her school print dress and hat also, and was gloveless and heavy shod.
"You're not going to have to go through this all alone, Cecily," she said.
"Oh, it won't be half so hard now," said Cecily, with a long breath of relief.
I fancy it was hard enough even then.

The Story Girl did not care a whit, but Cecily rather squirmed under the curious glances that were cast at her.