Page 133 - The Little sister of Wilifred

Mrs. Bagley now declared that she

should go at once to her work. All
the young men had come in, she

said, and they would soon be calling
for lights.

Wilifred went into the hall, where, as

Peggy had told her* she found a row of
lamps and a big pile of towels. Taking

some of these, she went up-stairs and
boldly knocked at one of the doors.

A voice cried, 11 Come in,” and, enter­
ing the room, she saw Mr. Bolander

seated at a table,
Wellj chicken f you are late to-night.

W hy did n’t you come for your les­
sons?'’ he asked; and then, looking up,

he suddenly ejaculated, 11 Ton my word,

that little sister of Moran’s looks more
like yon, Peggy, than you do like

yourself, so to speak. I t ’s a wonder­
ful likeness. I do believe, if you were