Edna gave a sigh of satisfaction. "And what do you do in the afternoons?"
"Oh, anything I please. Sometimes I take the pony and drive up to the rocks, and sometimes I just stay around the house or the grounds. What should you like to do? Would you like to go to the village?"
"Why, I don't know." Edna looked at Dorothy. "I'd like to do whatever you two would like."
"That's just like you," said Jennie. "You always want to have other people have a good time whether you do or not. We don't forget about Clara Adams, do we, Dorothy?"
"Oh, that wasn't anything," returned Edna. "Besides, I had the very finest sort of a time."
"Well, we can decide after lunch what we would like to do," Jennie went on, "but now I daresay you are as hungry as hunters; I know I am."
"Who were the two ladies sitting on the porch?" asked Dorothy.
[42] "Oh, didn't you know?" said Jennie in a tone of surprise. "Then I won't tell, and you can find out when we go in. I know you will be awfully pleased."
The mystery of this made the other two hurry with their dressing, but they were none too early as they found when they reached the house, for the rest were already seated at table. To the surprise of both the visitors the two ladies were well known to them for one was their teacher, Miss Newman, and the other was her invalid sister, Miss Eloise.
"Oh, isn't this lovely?" cried the latter. "We knew you were coming, but you didn't know we were here, did you?"