The child drew herself up straight, and held the book high between
her hands. Then she read

"`I, the undersigned, promise most sacredly to do all in my power
to help discover the whereabouts of an antique inlaid table that
has on either side carved a large anchor, and which has the
initials cut on each end, W. S. and R. S.'

These were mine and grandpa's initials," she explained. "I was
called Wren because his name was Renton." She resumed reading the
promise:

"`If ever I do discover this table I also promise to notify Wren
Salvey immediately.' Then you sign," she said. "There are pen
and ink. Mother always keeps them in the sitting-room for me."

Belle took the book. Pages were already filled with signatures.

"You must have a great many callers," she remarked, taking up the
pen to sign.

"Oh, I take my book with me every time I go out," said Wren.
"Sometimes mother takes me where there are a lot of people. I
love to talk to folks."

"Of course you do," said Cora, filled with admiration for the
mother who so humored the sick child. "And with all those
promises, as you say, they must some day become a great, grand
call, and so be answered."