"Poh!" said Felix: "no city girl would be sent for to visit with Ruth, it isn't likely! I guess it's some one from the Harbor, that they are carrying home. I've seen a girl at the Harbor, who lives in one of those big cottages, that looks just like her."
"I think it is Ruth herself," said Johnny; "only her hair is loose, and waved, and banged, and she's got different clothes on."
"Oh, no!" exclaimed Julia, in disdain.
"Johnny thinks he can see better with his spectacles than folks can who don't have to wear any," remarked Felix, laughing.
"I really believe it is Ruth," said Sue breathlessly.
"Yes," added Johnny: "she's smiling, and waving her hand to us; and don't you see she's got Ruth's way of sitting up straight, and holding back her head?"
Felix whistled, which was his ordinary way of expressing great astonishment. "If that don't beat all!" he exclaimed.
Then they all ran down the steps, and stood, an expectant and curious group, awaiting the nearer approach of the carriage; while Mr. and Mrs. Le Bras, who had been sitting in the balcony, came down-stairs, and stood out on the veranda, with smiling faces, ready to welcome the occupants of the carriage.
There was no longer any doubt that the fine young lady in the carriage was Ruth, though she did look so radiantly stylish and handsome.
"Of course, dress makes a great difference in persons' looks; but I never saw a more striking example," remarked Mrs. Le Bras.