"I'm Scotch," said Christina, with a tiny bit of pride in her tone.
"We're just like the map now," said Puggy reflectively. "You and me joined together, and Ireland away from us. I wish he was here now, but Ena says she's going to have the house full, and heaps of people are coming this afternoon, so there will be no room for him."
"I don't like crowds of people."
The children were walking off from the stables together. Puggy was in an excited frame of mind.
"I do," he said, "and I mean to have some fun with some of them. You'll see!"
"When are we going to have the Christmas tree, to-morrow night?"
"Yes; it's a good thing we had our ponies given to us this morning, but if I had been the Squire, I'd have had them trotted in round the tree, it would have been fine!"
"I'd like Susy to see the tree," said Christina thoughtfully.
"Oh, I'm sick of that gipsy girl."
"She isn't a gipsy!"