When it was all over, a procession formed and passed, under the slanting rays of light that came through the big rose windows, to the wide open doors and then out, where all London waited to sing and shout, “May the King live forever! Long live the King!”
“I’ll never forget it,” Nan said to her friends, her Lakeview Hall friends and Jeanie, Hetty, and Maureen at the tea that followed. It was the tea that had been planned so long before on the boat, and was given now by Hetty’s grandmother in honor of Nan so that all might hear of the wonderful things that had been happening.
“Nor will we,” her friends echoed, for each had seen something special in the coronation.
So we will leave them, comparing notes on the biggest event of their summer holidays. As we go out, it’s Hetty who turns to Maureen and reminds her, “Remember, grandmother said on the boat that you never can tell what’s going to happen to the likes of us.”
Maureen nods her head, and Hetty adds as we close the door, “What happened to Nan proves it.”
You can hear them talking about it now and agreeing. You’ll agree too, if you read of their further adventures in the next exciting volume in the series, “Nan Sherwood on the Mexican Border.”
Transcriber’s Note: Obvious printer’s errors were silently corrected. Otherwise spelling, hyphenation, interpunction and syntax of the original have been preserved.