‘Is it?’ said Mr. Faulkner smiling, and Aunt Grace smiled too, though what the joke was, the children could not imagine.
‘Aunt Grace,’ whispered Emmeline that evening as she hugged her aunt good-night with her uninjured arm, ‘I’ve found out to-day that I’m the silliest goose that ever was, and I’m so awfully glad!’
‘It seems rather an unusual subject for rejoicing!’ observed Aunt Grace.
‘Oh, I’m not rejoicing because I’ve been a goose,’ Emmeline hastened to explain, ‘but because I’ve just found out who that Kathleen Mr. Faulkner told us about really was.’
‘That child was a little prig, Emmeline, as I’ve told you before,’ said Aunt Grace smiling.
‘Well, anyhow she grew up into the delightfulest aunt in the world!’ was Emmeline’s answer.