She was with Mrs.Drane, the widow of a college professor, for several months, and when the family found they could no longer afford to keep a servant who could do nothing but cook, La Fleur returned to her relatives, and looked for another position; but not until I came, she said, had any one applied who was not in trade." "She must be an odd creature," said Miss Panney.
"She is odder than odd," was the answer.

At this moment the maid came in and told Mrs.Tolbridge that the madam cook wanted to see her.

The lady of the house excused herself, and in a few minutes returned, smiling.
"She wished to tell me," 'said she, "before my visitor left, that the name of the 'sweet' which she gave us at luncheon is _la promesse_, being merely a promise of what she is going to do, when she gets about her everything she wants." "Kitty Tolbridge," said Miss Panney, solemnly, "whatever happens, don't mind that woman's oddity.

Keep your mind on her cooking, and don't consider anything else.

She is an angel, and she belongs to the very smallest class of angels that visit human beings.