Page 167 - The Little sister of Wilifred

Before she'had time to realize the au­
dacity of this plan, the house was in

sight, and she had told William to stop
there. Then Peggy got out and walked

as fast as she could on her trembling
little legs to the door.

The Professor’s daughter, Miss Mary,
a young lady of whom Peggy had often

heard the collegians talk, was sitting on

the piazza, and, when Peggy asked for
her father, looked in at a window,

saying, “ Papa, you ’ve a visitor, — little
WiKfred Moran."

“ Plm-m-m,” murmured a voice within.
11 Well, well, bring her in.”

To be introduced as Wilifred made
Peggy’s errand seem more awkward

than before; but there was no chance
of retreat now, and being led into the

Professor’s presence she was forced to
explain it.