So Peaches spent her first
night in the country breathing clover air, watched constantly by her
staunch protector, and carried to the foot of the Throne on the lips of
one entire family; for even Bobbie was told to add to his prayer: "God
bless the little sick girl, and make her well at our house."
CHAPTER XIV
_An Orphans' Home_
"Margaret, I want a few words with you some time soon," said James Minturn
to his sister.
"Why not right now?" she proposed. "I'm not busy and for days I've known
you were in trouble. Tell me at once, and possibly I can help you."
"You would deserve my gratitude if you could," he said. "I've suffered
until I'm reduced to the extremity that drives me to put into words the
thing I have thrashed over in my heart day and night for weeks."
"Come to my room James," she said.
James Minturn followed his sister.
"Now go on and tell me, boy," she ordered. "Of course it's about Nellie."
"Yes it's about Nellie," he repeated. "Did you hear any part of what that
very charming young lady had to say to me at our chosen playground, not
long ago?"
"Yes I did," answered Mrs.
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