“And I am to be taught by a real musician?”
“Yes.”
“What a lucky girl I am!”
“If you think so, dear, I am pleased. I have tried to make you happy.”
“And you have succeeded beyond my fondest expectations. There is nothing any girl could have that I have wanted for, since coming to live with you. You are the finest, best and bravest auntie in the whole, wide world!”
“Oh, Dorothy!”
“It’s true, and you know it. It’s too bad other girls are not so fortunate. To think of your having my vacation all planned before I reached home. I said I am tired of railroad trains, but I’ve changed my mind; I am perfectly willing to ride as far as the South Mountains and return.”
“But in this instance we are not going on a train, my dear.”
“Not going on a train?” queried Dorothy, a blank expression on her face. Aunt Betty shook her head and smiled.
“Now, I’ve mystified you, haven’t I?”