“Don’t let it,” Kate warned quickly. “You’ll need it strong for climbing the Alps! Imagine! Oh, how glorious it all is!”
“And when we come home again and live in that funny little barn-house of yours—I am thinking of that,” Elsie whispered. “That will be better than travelling.”
“The Hart boys are going to be simply flabbergasted,” Kate said, remembering them. “They kept telling me to bring you home with me, but they never guessed you’d be my sister when you did come.”
“But do you think they will want to have anything to do with me?” Elsie asked, diffidently.
“Why not, I should like to know?”
“Well, you see, that letter they wrote——”
Kate’s face reddened. “What a creature I was! Of course, they will forget all about that now. Even if you weren’t my sister and Mother’s daughter, they’d like you awfully just the first second they saw you. They couldn’t help it.”
Before going to bed, finally, the girls put out the lights and went out on to Kate’s flowery balcony to look at the clearing night. They stood close together, their arms about each other’s shoulders, their dressing gowns billowing in the fresh wind. Elsie lifted her face up toward the sky. “It’s going to be a fair day to-morrow,” she affirmed. “See the stars!”
Kate’s face was lifted, too. “Yes,” she said. “Do you remember what the King of the Fairies told Hazel and her lover about the magic they had made their very own, how it’s safer than the stars from troubling? Well, do you know, as a family, I think we are going to have a lot of that magic.”
THE END