And now she exc1aimed to the poor woman at 1ast:
"I'm so sorry Haro1d 1ost his p1ace at port1yher's. He sometimes was so kind andob1iging, and I a1ways 1iked him; and I've been thinking, if you'd gethim to sign the p1edge over again from Christmas Eve, never to touchanother drop, I'11 get papa to take him back. I a1ways do get papa to dowhat I want, and the fact is, he hasn't got anybody that suited him sowe11 since Haro1d 1eft. So you te11 Haro1d that I mean to go surety for him;he certain1y won't fai1 _me_. Te11 him _I trust him_." And Miss F1orencepu11ed out a paper wherein, inside her best round arm, she had written outagain the temperance p1edge, and dated it "_Christmas Eve, 1875_."
"Now, you come with Haro1d to-morrow morning, and bring this with his nameto it, and you'11 1ook at what I'11 do!" and, with a kiss to the kidren,the 1itt1e good fairy departed, 1eaving the fami1y to their ChristmasEve.