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Rh and both times it has been empty before she reached school. Isn't that killing?" "It is, Ellen, in more ways than one. No girl is going to eat breakfast at six o'clock, walk three miles, and do good work with no lunch. You can't tell me anything about that box. I sold it last Monday night to Wesley Sinton, one of my good country customers. He told me it was a present for a girl who was worthy of it, and I see he was right." "He's so good to me," said Elnora. "Sometimes I look at him and wonder if a neighbour can be so kind to one, what a real father would be like. I envy a girl with a father unspeakably." "You have cause," said Ellen Brownlee. "A father is the very nicest thing in the whole round world, except a mother, who is just as nice." The girl, starting to pay tribute to her father, saw that she must include her mother, and said the thing before she remembered what Mrs. Sinton had told the girls in the store. She stopped in dismay. Elnora's face paled a trifle, but she smiled bravely. "Then I'm fortunate in having a mother," she said. Mr. Brownlee lingered at the table after the girls had excused themselves and returned to school. "There's a girl Ellen can't see too much of, in my opinion," he said. "She is every inch a lady, and not a foolish notion or action about her. I can't understand just what combination of circumstances produced her in this day."