And she added as she had added to the daughter half an hour before, "Poor little thing!" Mrs.Lorimer gave a feeble laugh, lifting her face.

"You are a sweet girl, Avery.

I may call you that?
I do hope the work won't be too much for you.

You mustn't let me lean on you too hard." "You shall lean just as hard as you like," Avery said, and, bending, kissed the tired face.

"I am here to be a help to you, you know.