noticed in the morning passed by with the baby in her arms. Yes, surely women of David’s state did not travel about alone. Had she not read in Vanity Fair how Becky Sharp always had her maid? And now she was in “Vanity Fair,” and must be wise and not go to David’s mother unattended. Then, too, if only she had some one with her to whom she could speak now and then, it would be better. Therefore, without further consideration, she walked swiftly down the corridor after the tidy nurse.

“Will you tell me, please, have you a sister?” she said. The young woman stood still in astonishment. “Or — any friend like yourself? I — I am a stranger from America.” The look of surprise changed to one of curiosity. “And it is right hard to go about alone with my baby, so I