But in spite of Lettie's outré style in dress, she was by no means snobbish. She greeted everybody whom she knew with perfect freedom, and she displayed no air of patronage. Hiram thought to himself that Lettie Bronson had greatly improved during these past few months.
Miss Pringle, who had already danced once with Hiram and once with Orrin, ran over to meet the daughter of the owner of Sunnyside Farm, and her effusive greeting only made Lettie laugh.
"There is a whole flock of fellows here who will want to dance with you, Lettie Bronson," the young-old girl declared. "You'll have a good time here."
"Of course she will," said her escort, smiling.
"Hiram, first," declared Lettie, smiling up at her father's employee in a way to make the young fellow's heart increase its beat. "I haven't danced with him since we had our barn dance last corn husking at Scoville. Remember, Hiram?"
"I should say I do," he agreed with warmth.
"And then I want to know Orrin Post. Does he dance, Hiram?"
"There he is now dancing with Miss Paulsen," said Hiram.
"Of course Orrin can dance," Miss Pringle joined in.
"You know Sister—or is it Cecilia?—is very much interested in this Orrin Post, too," Lettie said to Hiram as they got into step with the music. "I saw her and dear old Mrs. Atterson just the other day. You will have to make good here at Sunnyside, Hiram Strong, or you will disappoint Sister and Mrs. Atterson fearfully."