CHAPTER XVII
FAITH AGAIN VISITS THE FORT
The night after hearing that Louise had gone Faith felt more nearly homesick than at any time since her arrival at her aunt’s house. Everything seemed to remind her of her friend. Even “Lady Amy” made her remember that Louise had never owned a doll of her own.
“And I had meant to give Louise one of my strings of blue beads just as soon as I had asked Aunt Prissy,” she thought, regretfully, holding up the pretty beads, and recalling how much Louise had admired them.
“Aunt Prissy,” she called, running down the stairs and into the sitting-room, “may I not give Louise one of my bead necklaces?”
Aunt Prissy looked up in amazement.
“But how can you, Faithie, dear? We do not know where she is,” she answered.
“We shall know some time. Of course we shall. And when we do, may I? I meant to ask you the day of the quilting,” said Faith.