put in a maid, who was sewing in the ante-room.

"I suppose I must; but I WON'T have roses," answered Belle, crossly.
Then she glanced at Lizzie, and said more gently, "You look very
cold; come and sit by the fire while you wait."

"I'm afraid I'll wet the pretty rug, miss; my feet are sopping,"
said Lizzie, gratefully, but timidly.

"So they are! Why didn't you wear rubber boots?"

"I haven't got any."

"I'll give you mine, then, for I hate them; and as I never go out in
wet weather, they are of no earthly use to me. Marie, bring them
here; I shall be glad to get rid of them, and I'm sure they'll be
useful to you."

"Oh, thank you, miss! I'd like 'em ever so much, for I'm out in the
rain half the time, and get bad colds because my boots are old,"
said Lizzie, smiling brightly at the thought of the welcome gift.

"I should think your mother would get you warmer things," began
Belle, who found something rather interesting in the shabby girl,
with shy bright eyes, and curly hair bursting out of the old hood.

"I haven't got any mother," said Lizzie, with a pathetic glance at
her poor clothes.

"I'm so sorry! Have you brothers and sisters?" asked Belle, hoping