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Rh called upon to mother her, rather than find her knowing how to mother you. But you are all three capable of this, each in her way.”

Then Jane replied with one of her flashing intuitions: “We’ll mother her until she learns how to have daughters.”

The three Garden girls turned back at this point, after Mary had received from Mr. Moulton instructions for sending Mark Walpole to him in the morning, and Mrs. Moulton had listened, with her quietly amused smile, to Mary’s hints of her discoveries in regard to Mark’s tastes.

“Win and I think he needs watching; he gets into day dreams and doesn’t look after himself very well,” Mary ended. And the girls bade the Moultons good-bye and turned toward home.

“Such a born little mother as sweet Mary is.” said Mrs. Moulton warmly, as she and her husband watched the slender figures running toward home like swift Atalantas. “Such a wonderfully beautiful, clever, and lovable trio! What daughters for a real mother to return to! And I have none.”

“Now, Althea, those children are almost your own,” said her husband hastily, for he never wanted his wife to remember that their