Betty opened the door. "Uncle Win is going," she announced. "Come and say good-by to him."
He was standing up with the box of papers in his hand, and saying:
"I must have you all over to tea some night, and Doris must come and see my old house. And I have a big boy like Warren. Yes, we must be a little more friendly, for life is short at the best. And you are to stay here a while with good Cousin Elizabeth, and I hope you will be content and happy."
She pressed the hand Uncle Win held out in both of hers. In all the changes she had learned to be content, and she had a certain adaptiveness that kept her from being unhappy. She was very glad she was going to stay with Betty, and glanced up with a bright smile.
They all said good-night to Cousin Adams. Mr. Leverett turned the great key in the hall door, and it gave a shriek.
"I must oil that lock to-morrow. It groans enough to raise the dead," said Mrs. Leverett.
CHAPTER III
AUNT PRISCILLA
There was quite a discussion about a school.