"That he is," rejoined Mrs. Benson. "My husband and I can testify to that." And her eyes rested lovingly upon Ruth and little Jem.
"Well," put in Mrs. Durand, Lottie's aunt. "You are all rejoicing; but I am not so sure that I can join you. I lose my housekeeper and the only companion I have when I lose Lottie. One doesn't mind living alone so much when one is used to it; but when you have had company for so long, it comes awkward to go back to the old habits."
"Remember the old proverb, Aunt Emmeline, 'Never cross the bridge until you come to it,'" laughed Lottie. Then, turning to Alec, who sat quietly smiling, she said: "Tell her, Alec, do."
"Aunt Emmeline, come with me a moment; I have something to show you," and offering her his arm they left the room. Crossing the wide hall, they ascended the stairs, and stopping at a closed door, Alec said, as he pushed it open:
"This room is for Aunt Emmeline, as long as she will occupy it. We could not do without her."
Mrs. Durand's fears were thrown to the wind when she heard this, and saw the dainty room. Turning to Alec, with her eyes bright with tears, she said, as she threw her arms around his neck:
"Oh, Alec, I do not deserve this. But it makes me very happy to know you think enough of me to do this for me."
As they entered the room, where all was gayety, her face wreathed in smiles, Mrs. Durand said:
"Now I can join in the general rejoicing. I have a new home—this one—with Lottie and Alec."
Everybody was pleased, and Lottie looked her happiness; for her face was ever very expressive of her feelings.