? ? ? ? The home for which Grace was expected to be so grateful was now in sight. It was a dark, neglected looking house, situated in the midst of barren fields, and had a lonely and desolate aspect. It was superintended by Mr. and Mrs. Chase, distant relations of Deacon Pinkerton.
? ? ? ? Mr. Chase was an inoffensive man, but Mrs. Chase had a violent temper. She was at work in the kitchen when Deacon Pinkerton drove up. Hearing the sound of wheels, she came to the door.
? ? ? ? "Mrs. Chase," said the deacon, "I've brought you a little girl, to be placed under your care."
? ? ? ? "What's her name?" inquired the lady.
? ? ? ? "Grace Fowler."
? ? ? ? "Grace, humph! Why didn't she have a decent name?"
? ? ? ? "You can call her anything you like," said the deacon.
? ? ? ? "Little girl, you must behave well," said Deacon Pinkerton, by way of parting admonition.
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