“It is very thoughtful of you, Hilary, to appreciate that. You might ride out, though, and come back with Phil and Lilian.”
“That is a great plan, Aunt Sylvia. You have a heart!” exclaimed Campbell.
Mrs. Van Buskirk laughed. “I haven’t wholly forgotten my own youth,” she replied, as she started down the stairs again, Aunt Hilary accompanying her.
Campbell said something in a low tone to Hilary, who laughed. “Aunt Hilary,” said she, “Campbell wants to know if he may carry me down.”
“It will be the very simplest way of getting her down,” assented that lady. “She has been having her meals carried to her, but will want to be with the family now.”
“If I want a permanent job as porter, then,” began Campbell, but Hilary told him not to be silly, and he promptly obeyed, lifting Hilary and carrying her down quickly, when the coast was clear of descending ladies.
“She has begun to boss me already,” said Campbell as he helped Hilary into the library where were Lilian and Philip.
“Oh, Campbell, as if I would do that!” began Hilary.
“What, what, what?” exclaimed Philip, jumping up to come and shake hands with Hilary. “You don’t mean to say that everything is fixed up and——”
“It is,” said Campbell. “Congratulate me. Hilary says that she’ll have me, though I’m terribly afraid that it is the uniform that she likes.”