"I suppose some of them belong to Margaret," and she gave a soft, rippling laugh. "We haven't ever divided them up. But Joe belongs to me. When I get to be a woman, and he has a good big practice, I am going to keep house for him."
"But what will your father do?"
"Why—" Hanny had not considered that point. "Oh, it won't be in a long while! And then father will be old, and he will come and live with us, I think. Dolly says she is going to have mother."
Mrs. French thought the division rather amusing.
"Where is Captain French gone now?"
"To China again. He has been going back and forth to Liverpool; but he had an excellent offer for the long trip. I concluded not to go, grandpa was so old and feeble. And my sister is coming to England to live. Her husband is heir now to a fine estate and a title; and they have quite a family of children."
"Then you will want to go to England to see her," said Hanny.
"Indeed, I shall. I have not seen her in seven years; since the time she was here."
"We all liked Mr. Eugene so much," Hanny remarked. "And Luella has grown so, I hardly knew her."
"They have a trick of growing up. I hope you won't be in any hurry."