Flossy still leaned over the railing, a small quiet speck in the
moonlight. Marion kept turning her head in her direction. "Our poor
little Flossy would not understand much about this experience, I
suppose," she said at last; "she is such a child, and yet, I don't
know--sometimes I have fancied that she thinks more than we give her
credit for. That at least she has lately."

"Let us tell her, anyway," Eurie, said, "we can't know what good it may
do. If we had not been so dreadfully afraid of each other, during the
last few days, we might have helped each other a good deal; for my part,
I have learned a lesson on which I mean to practice."

Ruth looked up quickly, a rare smile in her eyes; she opened her lips to
speak to them, then seemed to change her mind and raised her voice:
"Flossy!" And Flossy came at her call.

"Come here," Ruth said, withdrawing her hand from Marion's, and winding
her arm around the small figure beside her.

"Flossy, the girls have had our very experience all by themselves, and
they want to know how long it is since you began to think about this
matter for yourself."

Flossy turned her soft blue eyes on Marion.

"The very night we came, Marion, and you made me come to the meeting in
the rain, you remember? I heard that which I knew would never let me
rest again, until I understood it and had it for my own. But I was very
ignorant, and foolish, and I blundered along in the dark for three