Page 76 - The Little sister of Wilifred

the house determined to 'see this little
girl who was said to bear such a wonder­

ful likeness to herself.
When she reached Dr. Moran’s

grounds, Wilifred happened to be
playing tennis with Arthur, — the

Doctor watching the game from one
of the scats under the maple trees.

It was he who spied poor Peggy as

she stood by the wall, looking with
curious eyes at Wilifred as she darted

hither and thither over the ground.
Peggy was thinking, as she stood

there, that this little girl in her pretty

dress and jaunty tennis cap, although
much more beautiful, yet bore a strange

resemblance to the reflection she some­
times caught in the mirrors of the lodg­

ing-house slavey. She had just such a
tangle of red gold curls, just such soft

hazel eyes, and a nose and a mouth