34 DAISY

great trouble, ‘There | think she passed the
next hour,  A\bout nine o'clock she appeared and
from that time until nearly every one in the house
had, gone to bed, she wandered restlessly, but
quietly, about the parlors and halls. | knew
what she was waiting for—poor, little, lonely

creature, Shortly after eleven, Mrs. Brummond

put her head in the room. «Why, Baisy,”’ fret-

fully, “‘aren’t you in bed yet? Go right up.
stairs.”

‘T'he child silently obeyed, refusing, by a dis-
dainful gesture, my offer to carry her, ‘T'hat
night | could not get to sleep. [t seemed as if
| too was listening for a returning footstep. About
one oclock, there was a sound on the. staircase.
| got up, opened my door, and seeing that the

night-light was burning in the hall, stepped out.