Out came the little watch and Elsie told about the aching tooth and the
trip to New York to have it extracted.
"Seems to me," was Molly's comment, "you have all the good things: such a
nice mother and everything else. Such a good father too, and mine was
killed when I was a little bit of a thing; and mother's so cross.
"But Dick's good to me; dear old Dick," she added, looking up at him with
glistening eyes as he came in and going up to her couch, asked how she
was.
"You'd better go to sleep now," he said. "You've been talking quite
awhile, haven't you?"
At that Elsie slipped quietly away and went in search of her mother.
She found her alone on the veranda looking out meditatively upon the
restless moonlit waters of the sea.
"Mamma," said the child softly, "I should like a stroll on the beach with
you. Can we go alone? I want to talk with you about something."
"Come then, daughter," and hand in hand they sought the beach, only a few
yards distant.
It was a clear still night, the moon nearly at the full, and the cool salt
breeze from the silver-tipped waves was exceedingly refreshing after the
heat of the day; which had been one of the hottest of the season.
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