"Oh, I don't mind in the least," returned Nan cheerfully. "I am rather glad of a real true rainy day, for then you can be absolutely decided about your plans; when it is a question of whether it is going to rain or not it keeps one in a very fretful state of mind."
"But what is there to do but write letters? I have no desire to add to the number of my correspondents and I have already written to every one."
"Begin over again. You can't write too often to mother and the girls, nor to Jo."
"You are so annoyingly cheerful about giving advice that I believe you have some plan for yourself up your sleeve."
Nan laughed. "Well, to tell you the truth, I have." She turned with heightened color from the window.
"Well, out with it. What is your alluring project?"
"I hope, at least I expect, to go to Mrs. Craig's for some music."
"Oh, dear," sighed Mary Lee. "I might have known I would be counted out on this depressing day of all times. It only adds to the grievance to have Mrs. Craig no longer here at the hotel and to have Eleanor gone, too."
"Why not come along and flock with Nell? Mrs. Craig begs that we shall feel perfectly at home and says she counts on us to keep Nell in good spirits."