"Let's go to bed," said practical Kitty, "and that'll make to-morrow come quicker. Good-night, King."
"Good-night, Kit; good-night, Mopsy," and with an affectionate tweak of his sisters' curls. King went away to his own room, and the girls to theirs.
CHAPTER XIX
FUN AT COUSIN ETHEL'S
Next morning Midget and Kitty were awake early, and found that the sunshine was fairly pouring itself in at their bay window.
"I don't believe it's time to get up," said Midget, as she smiled at
Kitty across the room.
"No; Mother said she'd call us when it was time," returned Kitty, cuddling down under her rosebudded coverlet.
But just then something flew in at the open window, and landed on the floor between their two beds.
"What's that?" cried Marjorie, startled. And then she saw that it was a large red peony blossom. It was immediately followed by another, and that by a branch of lilac blooms. Then came hawthorn flowers, syringa, Rose of Sharon, roses, bluebells, and lots of other flowers, and sprays of green, until there was a perfect mound of flowers in the middle of the room, and stray blossoms fallen about everywhere.
"It's Cousin Jack, of course," cried Marjorie. "Let's get up, Kit."