"Daddy!" cried the child, running to him.

"Just a moment, dear," he whispered, as he drew her between his knees
and laid his cheek against her hair.

Aunt Josephine looked very much in earnest. Keineth could not remember
a time when she had seemed more concerned over hers and Daddy's
welfare!

"Now I can take Keineth with me until July. Then when I go on that
yachting cruise she can go to some camp in the mountains--there are
ever so many good ones. And next fall I can put her into a school.
She's too old to go on living as you are living."

Now the world had turned upside down! Keineth pressed suddenly close to
her father. He tightened the clasp of her arm.

"Wait a moment, sister. We have two or three days to talk this over. I
must get Madame Henri safely started and then Keineth and I will make
our plans." As he said this he squeezed the child's hand. "You're
awfully good to offer to take my little girl and I know you'd try your
best to make her happy." He stepped toward the door. Aunt Josephine
rose, too.

"Well, you'd better follow my advice," she said crisply. She almost
always concluded their interviews in this manner when they had to do
with Daddy's household. This time she stopped on her way to the door to
place her hands on Keineth's shoulders and let her eyes sweep Keineth's
little face.