Tip had taken his candle and gone.

Mrs.
Lewis sat toasting her feet before the dying fire.

Yet still Kitty lingered.

She wanted to take Tip's advice, and tell her mother about her dear, new Friend, and this evening, of such wonderful peace, seemed the good time for doing so; but she didn't know how.

If her mother would only say something to help her! and presently she did.
"Kitty, what fit came over you, to go to work and clear up at such rate ?" "I wanted to please _you_, I guess." Kitty knew that this answer would surprise her mother, and it did, into utter silence; but, after what seemed to Kitty a long, _long_ time, she spoke again: "What did you want to do that for ?" Now for it! This was the best chance she could ever hope to have, and her voice trembled a little: "I wanted to please Jesus too, mother, and Mr.Holbrook said if I did things to help you, and that you would like, _He_ would be glad---Jesus would, you know." A little silence, and then: "I want to please Jesus all the time now, because I love Him, and I'm going to try to do right." It was all out now, and her heart was beating so that it almost stopped her voice.