"
What fate was to be hers? There was no joy in her eyes as she gazed.
Mrs. Crozier was beside the table again before she roused herself from
her trance.
"I've got it--just two sheets, two solitary sheets," said Mona in
triumph. "How long they have been in my case I don't know. It is almost
uncanny they should be there just when they're most needed."
"Providential, we should say out here," was Kitty's response. "Begin,
please. Be sure you have the right date. It was--"
Mona had already written the date, and she interrupted Kitty with the
words, "As though I could forget it!" All at once Kitty put a
restraining hand on her arm.
"Wait--wait, you mustn't write on that paper yet. Suppose you didn't
write the real wise thing--and only two sheets of paper and so much to
say?"
"How right you always are!" said Mona, and took up one of the blank
sheets which Kitty had just brought her.
Then she began to write. For a minute she wrote swiftly, nervously, and
had nearly finished a page when Kitty said to her, "I think I had better
see what you have written. I don't think you are the best judge. You
see, I have known him better than you for the last five years, and I am
the best judge please, I mean it in the rightest, kindest way," she
added, as she saw Mona shrink.
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