CHAPTER VI
A DELIGHTFUL CALL
One Saturday morning, Rose skipped along the sidewalk on the way to Aunt Judith's cottage. Her cheeks were very pink, and her eyes were bright.
Uncle John was to take her with him in the big automobile that afternoon, and they were to call, he said, on a very dear friend of his.
"Do I know her?" Rose had asked.
"You will, when you see her," was the laughing reply.
"Is it some one I've seen?" she asked, her face alight with interest.
"Yes, and no," Uncle John said.
"And that is all I'll tell you," he continued, "because I'd like you to recognize her at once, without any hint from me."
"And I'll enjoy the forenoon with Aunt Judith," she said as she opened the little gate.