to come to-day? You'll be down, won't you?''

Aunt Hannah smiled even while she frowned.

``Oh, Billy!'' she remonstrated. ``Yes, I'll
come down, of course, a little later, and I'm glad
_Mr. Arkwright_ came,'' she said with reproving
emphasis.

Billy laughed and threw a mischievous glance
over her shoulder.

``All right,'' she nodded. ``I'll go and tell
_Mr. Arkwright_ you'll be down directly.''

In the living-room Billy greeted her visitor
with a frankly cordial hand.

``How did you know, Mr. Arkwright, that I
was feeling specially restless and lonesome to-
day?'' she demanded.

A glad light sprang to the man's dark eyes.

``I didn't know it,'' he rejoined. ``I only
knew that I was specially restless and lonesome
myself.''

Arkwright's voice was not quite steady. The
unmistakable friendliness in the girl's words and