"Of co'se when I stop to think, I do want to leave that kind of a memory for everybody.

I'd hate to think that when I died, there'd be even one person who had cause to say ugly things about me, even Fidelia.

But just now, mothah, honestly when I remembah how she _laughed_, I feel that I must be as mean to her as she is to me.

I can't help it." Mrs.Sherman made no answer, but turned to her own dressing, and presently Lloyd kissed her, and went slowly down-stairs to find Hero.

He was no longer dreaming in peace.