This slant of the conversation seemed to interest Silva for she turned a little; listened intently to what followed.
“Yes, that’s Lucy,” Maida answered. “All her clothes are in that trunk.”
“When I made that doll for you,” Aunt Save said, “I didn’t think you’d play with it long. None of us thought you were going to live.”
“That was before my illness,” Maida explained to the other children, “when I was so lame.”
“I told your father,” Aunt Save went on, “that there was only one thing that could save you. And that was to go South and live with us in the piny woods and be a little Romany for a year. But he couldn’t seem to let you go for so long.”
“Oh Aunt Save!” Maida exclaimed. “How I would have loved that! However it all came out right because father gave me my Little Shop and I made all these new friends.”
CHAPTER VII TWILIGHT
“I think that Silva Burle was just horrid!” Rosie burst out suddenly. “Just horrid!” she repeated with an enraged accent. “I never took such a dislike to a girl in my life. I just simply despise her!”