her with me, I shan't be afraid of anything. I do hope you will consent."
"How long do you mean to be away?" asked Dr. Carr, divided between pleasure at these compliments to Katy and dismay at the idea of losing her.
"About a year, I think. My plans are rather vague as yet; but my idea was to spend a few weeks in Scotland and England first,—I have some cousins in London who will be good to us; and an old friend of mine married a gentleman who lives on the Isle of Wight; perhaps we might go there. Then we could cross over to France and visit Paris and a few other places; and before it gets cold go down to Nice, and from there to Italy. Katy would like to see Italy. Don't you think so?"
"I dare say she would," said Dr. Carr, with a smile. "She would be a queer girl if she did n't."
"There is one reason why I thought Italy would be particularly pleasant this winter for me and for her too," went on Mrs. Ashe;
