Halloway put his arm tenderly around the little fellow, and drew him close in a very sympathetic way.
"Olly," he said, gently, "you know you deserved some punishment, but now that your sister has punished you, I am sure she will forgive you too, as Miss Delano has done, if you only ask her." Olly buried his face in his friend's coat, and burst into a fit of heart-broken tears.

"I don't want her to forgive me," he sobbed.

"I only want my agates,--my pretty, pretty agates!" "Surely you will forgive him ?" pleaded Halloway, looking up at Gerald over Olly's head, and holding out one of the boy's hands in his own.

"He was really penitent when you came up.

Let me ask for him." Gerald moved a step away, ignoring the hand.