“No, that ain’t no go. She looks a sight han’somer in the caliky pants.”
“Does her mittens take off too?” asked a very small voice from a corner, where somebody who had been badly burned was trying not to cry.
“No, those came with her. I’ll let you feel ’em,” Eunice said, and the soft plush of a white paw was laid in the little hand, while eager fingers solved the puzzling question of a cat with mittens.
“If you ever want to give her away,” the matron said, smiling, as Eunice bade her good-bye, “I hope you will let us have the first chance.”
“Oh, we shall never give her away!” Eunice said. “You see she has mittens, and we love her next to Weejums.”
But this shows just how little one can tell about what may happen, for Clytie did go to the hospital that very spring.
Mrs. Wood decided to leave Alleston, and live East for the next few years, so that Franklin could prepare for college at a certain school that she knew of, and all the children would receive many advantages from being near a great city.
“Don’t say New York,” Grandmother said, when the plan was being talked over. “New York children have such thin legs!”
“I think we shall settle in one of the Oranges, just out of New York,” Mrs. Wood said. “Alec and Maude will look up a cottage for us.”
“Your brother will spoil the boys,” said Grandmother, disapprovingly; “only,” she added, brightening, “I never knew a Wood to be spoiled.”