"Would you have guessed?"
"No, for I didn't know you had a grandma."
"Why, of course, I have! Haven't you?"
"No, Eloise."
"How awful!" Eloise dropped the valise in her dismay. "Why, Fannie Green
has two. I've only one, but she is the sweetest, beautifulest grandma
you ever saw. I'm awfully sorry you haven't got one. But here comes
mamma, so good-by."
After Eloise had gone away, Marjorie walked slowly back to the house.
She had never felt the loss of a grandmother before, but now it weighed
heavily upon her.
"If grandmas are so nice, it does seem as if I ought to have one," she
said to herself, "'specially as some little girls have two!" Marjorie
sat down on the steps and with heavy heart thought over the situation.
At last a plan suggested itself and she sprang to her feet.
"When Aunt Mary didn't have any little girl and wanted one; she went to
an orphan asylum and adopted one. Why can't I adopt a grandma?" Marjorie
asked herself excitedly. "I never heard of an asylum of grandmas, but
that doesn't matter! I want only one, and surely somewhere there must be
one for me.
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