Two smiling little girls came, somewhat shyly, forward; but grandmamma soon made them at ease with her.
"Have you seen the babies?" was one of the first questions.
"Yes, indeed. But they are asleep now."
"Which do you think the prettiest, mamma's baby or Mabel's?" was the next.
"Dear me! I didn't see any difference. They looked exactly alike to me."
"How funny!"
"Run down into the garden, now, my darlings, and find your cousins."
The little ones darted away like gold-fish, and in a few minutes had renewed their acquaintance with each other.
"Don't you think it would be a good plan, mamma," asked Belle, "to let the boys run wild for a week before sending them to school? They are racing in the garden like young colts. Dear me! What is that?"