“I’d rather have the smallest room in the house, and be well,” said Peggy.
She was sorry she had said it, for a shadow seemed to cross Diana’s bright face. “Father expects I’ll be well much sooner, now we live in the country,” she said.
“Oh, what lovely Mayflowers!” she added, as Peggy dropped the big bunch down beside her. Diana picked it up and plunged her nose into it.
“Peggy and I picked them for you yesterday,” said Alice. “We were up at our camp.”
Diana listened with interest to the children’s description of the place.
“There are pine woods around the camp,” said Peggy, “and on the hillside and in the pasture such delicious berries; and later on we shall go up and pick them; we always do. We have to walk now, for we haven’t a horse or automobile any more. But it is a nice walk and not so very long. Maybe your father will drive you up when you get better.”
“I’d like to see it,” said Diana.
Just then Mrs. Carter came into the room with a basket.
“Oh, have you brought the kittens?” Peggy asked.
“Yes, they are all here.” She took out one kitten after another and put them all on the bed in front of Diana.