There was a sudden troubled expression in Gloria's eyes. "No, dear, I can't. And I'm wondering, in fact I have often been wondering this morning, if we ought not to select some place where Gwen and little Lena May would be happier, for, of course, Gwen _can't_ keep on visiting her friends forever. She will have to come home some day." The speaker felt a hand slip into hers and, glancing down, she saw a pleading in the uplifted eyes of their youngest. "I'd _like_ to live here, Glow, for a while, if you would."