"Doesn't she like this house? Is that the reason?"
"No, that's not the reason. How could she dislike it when she never saw it. Margaret, how you do tease one."
"Do I?" asked Margaret, very humbly. "I don't mean to tease. Only I am puzzled."
"People always are after such illness as yours."
Margaret was silent, and lay back in her chair, to think.
It was going to be pleasant to have Harry and Laura at Greylock. The more she saw of them the more she liked them. Then there were the children. By the way, where were the children.
"Why, Laura," she said reproachfully, "I haven't seen the children since I came."
"You'll see enough of them at Greylock."
"Oh, but I want to see the dear little things now. Bring them to me; do."