of it! Jewel's heart beat a little
faster as she took some bread and butter and drank the milk, Mrs. Forbes
standing by, a portentous, solemn, black-robed figure, awful in its
silence.

When the child set down the glass empty, she started to push back her
chair.

"Wait," said Mrs. Forbes laconically. She again touched an electric
bell. The maid reappeared, removed the bread and milk and served a
dainty dessert of preserved peaches, cream, and cake.

"I've really had enough," said Jewel politely.

"Don't you eat peaches and cream, or cake either?" asked Mrs. Forbes
accusingly.

"Yes'm," returned the child, and ate them without further ado.

"Your trunk has come," said Mrs. Forbes when at last Jewel slipped down
from the table. "I will come up and help you unpack it."

"If only she wouldn't!" thought the child as she lifted Anna Belle, but
the housekeeper preceded her up the stairs, breathing rather heavily.

Sure enough, when they reached the white room, there stood the new trunk
that had been packed with so much anticipation. The bright black letters
on the side, J. E., had power even now to send a little glow of pride
through its possessor. She stole a glance at Mrs. Forbes, but, strange
as it may appear, the housekeeper gave no evidence of admiration.

"I don't need to trouble you, Mrs. Forbes. I can unpack it," said the
child.

"I'm up here now, and anyway, I'd better show you where to keep your
things. Where's your key?"

Jewel laid down the doll and opened her leather side-bag, producing the
key tied with a little ribbon.

Mrs. Forbes unlocked the trunk, lifted out the tray, and began in a
business-like manner to dispose of the small belongings that had last
been handled so tenderly.

"Mrs. Harry certainly knows how to pack," ran her thoughts, "and she'd
naturally know how to sew. These things are as neat as wax, and the
child's well fixed." In the tray, among other things, were a number of
doll's clothes, some writing materials, a box of different colored hair
ribbons, and a few books.

"Glad to see a Bible," thought Mrs. Forbes. "Shows Mrs. Harry is
respectable." She glanced at the three other books. One was a copy of
"Heidi," one was "Alice in Wonderland," and the third a small black book
with the design of a cross and crown in gilt on the cover. Mrs. Forbes
looked from this up at the child.

"What's this? Some kind of a daily book, Julia?"

"I--yes, I read it every day."

"Well, I hope yo