"Oh, I don't know—all the summer, p'raps, the lady said."
"And what'll I do?" asked Bert.
"You? Oh, I don't know," replied his sister.
"Stay here with Mrs. Kay, I suppose."
"Didn't the lady say nothing about me?" he asked wistfully.
"Why, no, she didn't," said Prin; "I don't think she knew I had a brother."
"Didn't you tell her?" he said.
"I never thought of it," she said. "I could think of nothing but what she was a-saying about the fields, and the trees, and the flowers, and the good the country air would do me. You should have been here."
Bart heaved a deep sigh.
"Well," he said slowly, "if you come back strong and rosy, I shall be very glad that you went."