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Coming Home
Old Friends with New Faces
Miss Campbell
Thorns Among the Roses
Prince Charming
Polishing Mac
Phebe
Breakers Ahead
New Year's Calls
The Sad and Sober Part
Small Temptations
At Kitty's Ball
Both Sides
Aunt Clara's Plan
Alas for Charlie!
Good Works
Among the Haycocks
Which Was It?
Behind the Fountain
What Mac Did
How Phebe Earned Her Welcome
Short and Sweet

she said in her old grateful way, but in her voice there was a thrill 

of something deeper than gratitude, and at the last two words her 

head went up with a gesture of soft pride as if it had been newly 

crowned. 

 

Rose heard and saw and guessed at the meaning of both tone and 

gesture, feeling that her Phebe deserved both the singer's laurel and 

the bride's myrtle wreath. But she only looked up, saying very 

wistfully: "Then it has been a happy night for you as well as for 

us." 

 

"The happiest of my life, and the hardest," answered Phebe briefly 

as she looked away from the questioning eyes. 

 

"You should have let us come nearer and help you through. I'm 

afraid you are very proud, my Jenny Lind." 

 

"I have to be, for sometimes I feel as if I had nothing else to keep 

me up." She stopped short there, fearing that her voice would 

prove traitorous if she went on. In a moment she asked in a tone 

that was almost hard: "You think I did well tonight?" 

 

"They all think so, and were so delighted they wanted to come in a 

body and tell you so, but I sent them home because I knew you'd 

be tired out. Perhaps I ought not to have done it and you'd rather 

have had a crowd about you than just me?" 

 

"It was the kindest thing you ever did, and what could I like better 

than 'just you,' my darling?" 

 

Phebe seldom called her that, and when she did her heart was in 

the little word, making it so tender that Rose thought it the 

sweetest in the world, next to Uncle Alec's "my little girl." Now it 

was almost passionate, and Phebe's face grew rather tragical as she 

looked down at Rose. It was impossible to seem unconscious any 

longer, and Rose said, caressing Phebe's cheek, which burned with 

a feverish color now: "Then don't shut me out if you have a 

trouble, but let me share it as I let you share all mine." 

 

"I will! Little mistress, I've got to go away, sooner even than we 

planned." 

 

"Why, Phebe?" 

 

"Because Archie loves me." 

 

"That's the very reason you should stay and make him happy." 

 

"Not if it caused dissension in the family, and you know it would." 

 

Rose opened her lips to deny this impetuously, but checked herself 

and answered honestly: "Uncle and I would be heartily glad, and 


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