rack, three new little wash-cloths sealed in glazed paper, three new
tooth-brushes in paper cases, and a cake of famous English soap just
out of its wrapper.

Over the whole little suite there brooded an exquisite order. Not a
particle of dust broke the shining surfaces of the mahogany, not a
fallen leaf lay under the great bowl of roses on the desk. Now and
then the radiator clanked in the stress; it was hard to believe in
that warmth and silence that a cold winter wind was blowing outside,
and that snow still lay on the ground.

Margaret, resting luxuriously in the big chair, became thoughtful;
presently she went into the bedroom, and knelt down beside the bed.

"O Lord, let me stay here," she prayed, her face in her hands. "I want
so to stay--make me a success!"

Never was a prayer more generously answered. Miss Paget was an instant
success. In something less than two months she became indispensable to
Mrs. Carr-Boldt, and was a favorite with every one, from the rather
stolid, silent head of the house down to the least of the maids. She
was so busy, so unaffected, so sympathetic, that her sudden rise in
favor was resented by no one. The butler told her his troubles, the
French maid darkly declared that but for Miss Paget she would not for
one second r-r-remain! The children went cheerfully even to the
dentist with their adored Miss Peggy; they soon preferred her escort
to matinee or zoo to that of any other person. Margaret also escorted
Mrs. Carr-Boldt's mother, a magnificent old lady, on shopping
expeditions, and attended the meetings of charity boards for Mrs.
Carr-Boldt. With notes and invitations, account books and cheque