Clifton.
"Heaven forbid that I should wean your heart from the friends who
have cared so kindly for you! You shall keep all your old friends,
and love them as dearly as ever. You will only have one friend the
more."
"Where are we going?" asked Ida, suddenly.
"We are going home."
"What will the gentleman say?"
"What gentleman?"
"The one that took me away from Peg's. Why, there he is now!"
Mrs. Clifton followed the direction of Ida's finger, as she pointed
to a gentleman passing.
"Is he the one?"
"Yes, mamma," said Ida, shyly.
Mrs. Clifton pressed Ida to her breast. It was the first time she
had ever been called mamma. It made her realize, more fully, her
present happiness.
Arrived at the house, Jack's bashfulness returned. He hung back, and
hesitated about going in.
Mrs. Clifton observed this.
"Jack," said she, "this house is to be your home while you remain in
Philadelphia. Come in, and Thomas shall go for your baggage."
"Perhaps I had better go with him," said Jack. "Uncle Abel will be
glad to know that Ida is found."
"Very well; only return soon."
"Well!" thought Jack, as he re-entered the (sic) carraige, and gave
the direction to the coachman; "won't Uncle Abel be a little
surprised when he sees me coming home in such style!"
CHAPTER XXVI.
"NEVER TOO LATE TO MEND.
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