“No, he mean down, honey,” said Dinah with a welcoming grin.
So Mrs. Delight went down-stairs in great astonishment to find the bright, new rooms. She looked first at her beautiful bed, and then at the bathroom and the guest chamber.
“O William, this is why you didn’t want me to come home. You are the very kindest man in all the world!”
“SO MRS. DELIGHT WENT DOWN IN GREAT ASTONISHMENT TO FIND THE BRIGHT NEW ROOMS”
And the funniest thing! Although Betsey had done every bit of the work, and Mr. Delight hadn’t done a single thing, she was not the least bit jealous when she went down-stairs to dinner!
Chapter IV
THE PICNIC
“What on earth is Betsey doing with that pail?” asked Cousin Margaret in amazement. She and Mother sat one afternoon in the cool sewing-room as Betsey passed the door lugging a pail of soapsuds.
“Betsey, what are you up to? Cleaning house?” she called, laughing.
“Just so,” replied Betsey, coming back slowly and setting her steaming pail on the floor. “You see, Mrs. Delight’s house needs a thorough cleaning all over before company comes, so today Dinah and Mrs. Delight clean house.”