Sinopsis

That's Geoff, I'm sure," said Elsa; "I always know his ring. I do hope——" and she stopped and sighed a little. "What?" said s, looking up quickly. "Oh, nothing particular. Run down, Vic, dear, and get Geoff to go straight into the school-room. Order his tea at once. Idon't want him to come upstairs just now. Mamma is so busy and worried with those letters." Vic, a little girl of nine, with long fair hair and long black legs, and a pretty face with a bright, eager expression, needed no second bidding. She was off almost before Elsa had finished speaking.