I'll
run downstairs, and bring you up some breakfast the very first thing."
The girls spent that morning in their room. They unpacked a few of
their things, and put their mother's picture on the mantel-piece, and
Primrose opened Mr. Danesfield's letter. It contained an enclosure
within and on this enclosure was written, in a funny little printing
hand, "When you want me, use me; don't return me, and never abuse me."
Primrose's face grew rather red. She read the funny little motto two
or three times, then put the enclosure unopened into her trunk.
"I think," she said, looking at Jasmine, "that we will not send this
back. I had a queer dream last night. It seemed to me that mother came
to me and said, 'Are you not foolish to cast away all your kind
friends? Try to remember that true independence is not too proud to
lean on others. Primrose, for my sake do not be over proud.' Mr.
Danesfield was always a friend of mother's," continued Primrose, "so I
will keep his letter until we want it, and will write him a little
note to thank him for it."
Then the girls sat down by the open window and looked out into the
street. It was a very dull street, and the day was warm and murky,
with no sun shining.
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