"I won't ask you to do any more to-day," she said. "I see you are not
like others. I will talk the matter over with you to-morrow."

"And you will find me unchanged," said Kathleen. "Thank you, all the
same, for your forbearance."




CHAPTER VI.

THE POOR TIRED ONE.


Mrs. Tennant spent the afternoon out shopping. She told the girls at
dinner that she would be home for tea, that she expected to be rather
tired, and hoped that they would be as good as possible. The boys were
always out during the afternoon, and as a rule never returned until
after tea; but Alice and Kathleen were expected to be in for this meal.
When Mrs. Tennant walked down the street, Kathleen went to the window
and looked after her.

"What are you going to do this afternoon?" said Alice, who was lying
back in an easy-chair with an open novel in her hand.

"I don't know," replied Kathleen. "What a dull hole this is! How can you
have grown up and kept well in a place like this?"

"Opinions differ with regard to its dullness," said Alice. "I think our
home a very pleasant, entertaining place. I wouldn't live in your wild