“That isn’t ours,” said Polly. “We are going farther to the left. It won’t look familiar even to me, for they are putting on a new piazza and a sleeping-porch—unless they’ve finished them already.”
“I see it!” cried Lilith. “And I do believe Benedicta is out watching for us.”
She was. And with outspread arms she received them all, her homely face one big welcoming smile.
CHAPTER XV
THE FIRST DAY
A HALF-DOZEN wheel-chair girls and boys were ranged along the wide veranda, all smilingly alert to their new surroundings.
Polly, seated on the top step of the stairs that faced the south, looked dreamily off to the hills—thinking of David.
Russell Ely came suddenly into her line of vision, and her eyes followed him, a trim young figure in the morning sunshine.
“Hullo!” he called presently, “come and show me the rest of it!”
“I can’t,” Polly answered. “Dr. Abbe will take you all over.”