"Well, well, little runaway! I was quite struck when mother told me you were going to stay all the week. I wanted to see my little girl. It's lonesome without you and Betty, I can tell you—lonesome as the woods in winter; and as I couldn't get to see her, I thought I would run around this way and see you. The longest way round is the surest way home, I have heard"—with a twinkle in his eye. "Where's Uncle Win? What are you doing in the dark alone?"
"Uncle Win has gone to a grand dinner at the Exchange something. And he dressed all up. He looked splendid."
"I dare say. He isn't bad-looking in his everyday gear. And you are having a good time?"
"A most beautiful time, Uncle Leverett. I went to church Christmas morning. And a lady asked us both to a party—yes, it was a party. The grown people were by themselves, and the children—there were ten little girls—they had a grand supper and played games and told riddles, and we talked—"
"Where was this fine affair?"
"At Madam Royall's. And she was so kind and sweet and handsome."
"Well, I declare! Right in amongst the quality! I don't know what mother would say to a party. What a pity you didn't have that pretty frock!"
"I did wish for it at first, but we had such a nice time it made no difference. And then some more people came and Mr. Winslow and Black Joe, who was at Betty's party, and they danced. Cary went, too. He stayed after Uncle Win and I came home."
"Great doings. I am glad you are happy. But I shall be doubly glad to get you back. And now I must run off home."
Miss Recompense came in and lighted the candles. They were going to have supper in five minutes and he must take off his coat and stay.