ones," he said, "and that will leave you as much."

So it was settled, and Prudence was a happy girl when she saw it safely
put away in the bank.

"We can get it whenever we really need it, you know," she told her
father joyfully. "It's such a comfort to know it's there! I feel just
like a millionaire, I am sure. Do you think it would be all right to
send Limber-Limb Grant a letter of thanks for it? We were horribly
scared, but--well, I for one am willing to be horribly scared for such
a lot of money as that!"




CHAPTER XI

ROMANCE COMES

Sometimes, Methodists, or Presbyterians or heretics, whatever we may be,
we are irresistibly impelled to the conclusion that things were simply
bound to happen! However slight the cause,--still that cause was
predestined from the beginning of time. A girl may by the sheerest
accident, step from the street-car a block ahead of her destination,--an
irritating incident. But as she walks that block she may meet an
old-time friend, and a stranger. And that stranger,--ah, you can never
convince the girl that her stepping from the car too soon was not ordered
when the foundations of the world were laid.

Even so with Prudence, good Methodist daughter that she was. We ask her,