“You are as happy as if you had found a fortune, Christine!”
“I hae found mair than a fortune, Roberta! I hae found a sister! I wasna looking for such good luck to come to me!”
“That is the way good luck comes—always as a surprise. We watch for it on the main road, and it just slips round a corner.” Then Roberta took Christine by the hand, and they went to the living-room, and Christine began to wash her teacups, and as she laid them dripping on the tray, Roberta took the towel and wiped them dry.
“You shouldna do that, Roberta.”
“Why not, Christine?”
“It isna wark for you.”
“While Father lived, I always washed the china beside him. Then he read the newspaper, and we had happy talks. We were plain-living folk, until Father died. Then Reggie and I set up for quality. We had the money, and Reggie had quality friends, and I thought it would be fine.”
“Do you think it is fine?”
“It is no better than it is spoken of. Christine, can you guess what brought me here?”