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 And even if she got quite a lot, even a hundred dollars, it wouldn't pay house-rent very long, would it?"

"A hundred dollars!" snorted Laurie. "Say, they must be a lot of pikers. Why—"

"Why, no, Laurie, they're not. You see, they're not very well off themselves, and the congregation isn't a large one at all. A hundred dollars would be quite a lot of money to them."

"So the poor old lady's got to go to the poor-*farm, eh?" mused Laurie, frowning.

"I'm afraid so," sighed Polly. "She's never talked to me about it, but mama said this morning that she guessed Miss Comfort had about reconciled herself. And just now she came in to apologize for not sending two cakes she had promised for this afternoon. I guess the poor dear's too worried and upset to make them."

"Yes, I guess so," Laurie agreed. "I call that tough luck. 'Miss Comfort.' Gee, I'll bet she hasn't really known what comfort is, Polly!"

"Not since her mother died, probably. But she's always been just as cheerful and happy as any one could be until just lately. She's a perfect dear, Laurie, and I could cry when I think