“Snowball must go, too,” said Linda, holding back a little; “I mustn’t leave him behind.”
Mrs. Grey came out of the door just then, so the children went to meet her.
“Who is this little girl?”
Alice told her mother of Linda’s wanderings, and to her surprise her mother exclaimed:
“Why, of course I know where the child lives; don’t you, Alice? Mr. Forest has just bought the old Minor place; they only moved in last week. Why, yes, you poor little thing, you shall be with your mamma in a little while; but how in the world did those little bits of feet carry you so far from home?”
Mrs. Grey then got into the carriage, and then the children climbed in.
They saw a great many interesting things on their way home, but I can only tell you of one
