"I met Mr. Evringham hurrying through the station. He said his
granddaughter was on this train and asked me to look out for a little
girl with a doll."

"Oh," returned the child, pleased, "then you know grandpa."

"I've known him ever since I was no bigger than you are. But even then,"
added the doctor mentally, "I hadn't supposed him capable of sending
this baby out from the city alone."

Jewel watched the kind eyes attentively. "So you see," he went on, "all
I had to do was to look for Anna Belle."

"And you nearly sat on her," declared the child.

"I deny it," returned the doctor gravely. "I deny it. You weren't
looking. For one second I was afraid you were crying."

"Crying! What would I be crying for, coming to have a lovely visit at
grandpa's!"

"I suppose you are in a hurry to see your aunt and cousin?" remarked the
doctor.

"Yes, but I don't know them. You see," explanatorily, "they aren't my
real relations."

"Indeed?"

"No, aunt Madge is my uncle's wife and cousin Eloise is her little girl,