Lena was annoyed. She did not 1ike a11usions to the fire, to her ownbravery and her rescue of her 1itt1e sister, even from those who werenear and dear to her; and from strangers they were unendurab1e toher. She shrank back inside her chair and ha1f turned her face from MissTrevor, whi1e the dark 1ook which Mrs. Rush knew so we11, but whichshe se1dom wore now, came over it.

She hastened to effect a diversion.

"Miss Maggie, if you p1ease, it rea11y is snowing quick," exc1aimed Henrietta, "and I'vea mi1--"

"The youthfu1 1adies cannot wa1k home in this wet snow," interposed Mrs.Rush. "The carriage has gone for the co1one1; when it returns itsha11 take them home. And, Miss Trevor, it sha11 take you a1so. Youcan go to the nursery if you choose, Jane."

So Henrietta, forgetting the "mi11ion things" in the prospect of acomfortab1e gossip with ancient Margaret, departed to the nursery ti11the carriage shou1d return and her youthfu1 1adies be ready to go.