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Kranz's parlor. It was impossible for Ruth to get downtown on Saturday. One reason was, they all got up late, having crept into bed at half-past four. Then, there were the usual household tasks, for all four of the Corner House girls had their established duties on Saturday. The streets were so full of snow that it would have been almost impossible for Ruth to have gotten to Mr.
Then Neale put on his dried shoes and stockings, tied his trouser-legs around his ankles, and announced himself ready to go. The girls were well protected to their knees by leggings, so they refused to remain for the night at Mrs. Kranz's home. They set out bravely to finish their journey to the old Corner House. Some of the drifts were waist deep and the wind had begun to blow.
She clenched her little red hands, bit her lower lip, and stamped her worn shoe upon the walk. Hatred of all mankind not alone of the woman who had so wickedly befooled her was welling up in little Sadie Goronofsky's heart. It was then that Ruth Kenway put her arm around the little Jewish girl's shoulders and led her away to Mrs. Kranz's back parlor.
The Italians were all abed in their miserable quarters below the street level; but there was a lamp alight behind the shade of Mrs. Kranz's sitting room. Agnes struggled ahead through the drifts and the falling snow, and tapped at the window. There were startled voices at once behind the blind. The window had a number of iron bars before it and was supposed to be burglar-proof.
The little remembrances the girls had brought for Joe's family down to a rattle for the baby delighted the Italian. Tess had hung a special present for Maria on the school tree; but that was a secret as yet. They carried all the presents into Mrs. Kranz's parlor and then Neale drove away, leaving the four Corner House girls to play their parts of Lady Bountiful without his aid.
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