countenance.

"I am looking for the child Julia," she said. "I can't think where she
can have disappeared."

"You've not far to seek," returned Mrs. Evringham airily. "She is asleep
on the piazza."

"Thank you." Mrs. Forbes hastened downstairs and out of doors. Glancing
about she quickly perceived the short legs stretched in a reclining
chair, and advanced toward the relaxed little figure.

"Julia, wake up!" she said, touching her.

The child stirred and opened her eyes. Her movement made the doll slip
to the floor, and this caused her to come to herself suddenly.

"Why, I fell asleep, didn't I?" she said drowsily, reaching for the
doll.

"Yes, and in Mr. Evringham's own chair!" responded Mrs. Forbes.

"They're all his, aren't they?" asked the child.

"Yes, but this is his special favorite, where he always lies to rest.
Remember!" returned Mrs. Forbes. "Come right upstairs now and change
your dress for dinner. He will be coming home in a few minutes."

"Oh, good!" exclaimed Jewel with satisfaction, and passed into the
house. Mrs. Forbes was following ponderously. "Oh, you don't need to