Mrs. Adams bit her lip, which had begun to tremble. "I think you can trust me to know a few things, Alice," she said. "I'm a little older than you, you know."
"That's a good girl!" Alice jumped up, laughing. "Don't forget it's the same as a promise, and do just cheer him up a little. I'll say good-bye to him before I go out."
"Where are you going?"
"Oh, I've got lots to do. I thought I'd run out to Mildred's to see what she's going to wear to-night, and then I want to go down and buy a yard of chiffon and some narrow ribbon to make new bows for my slippers—you'll have to give me some money———"
"If he'll give it to me!" her mother lamented, as they went toward the front stairs together; but an hour later she came into Alice's room with a bill in her hand.
"He has some money in his bureau drawer," she said. "He finally told me where it was."
There were traces of emotion in her voice, and Alice, looking shrewdly at her, saw moisture in her eyes.
"Mama!" she cried. "You didn't do what you
