with such a wistful expression in her shy, bright eyes, that Belle's
anxious face cleared involuntarily, and her voice lost its impatient
tone.

As she spoke, she glanced about the room, hoping to see some blue
blossoms awaiting her. But none appeared; and she was about to
despond again, when the girl said, gently:

"I have none by me now, but I may be able to find you some."

"Thank you very much; but I have been everywhere in vain. Still, if
you do get any, please send them to me as soon as possible. Here is
my card."

Miss Berton glanced at it, then cast a quick look at the sweet,
anxious face before her, and smiled so brightly that Belle smiled
also, and asked, wonderingly:

"What is it? What do you see?"

"I see the dear young lady who was so kind to me long ago. You don't
remember me, and never knew my name; but I never have forgotten you
all these years. I always hoped I could do something to show how
grateful I was, and now I can, for you shall have your flowers if I
sit up all night to make them."

But Belle still shook her head and watched the smiling face before
her with wondering eyes, till the girl added, with sudden color in
her cheeks: