Azalea pulled herself together and stopped laughing.
“I know I’m silly, pa, but I’m so happy! You can’t think how happy I am! There now, don’t you try to tell me not to be too happy, because I’ve simply got to be happy to-night. Now, I’ll be good and talk like a sensible person all the rest of the ride. I want to tell you more about Mr. Summers, and my cousin Barbara.”
“Yes, Mrs. Summers, you know. She’s so little she seems almost like a girl. And we made up our minds to be kin.”
“Oh, you did, did you?”
“Yes. We’re going to write to each other just like we were cousins. See?”
“Eh-huh.”
“I just love her!”
“There you go again.”
“Well, I can’t help it if I do. Tell me about Carin, pa.”