“Well, would you like to come with me some day on to one? Would Aunt Euphemia let you? I go to see a boy with a broken arm on one of the ships. I’ll take you, if your aunt lets you come.”
Peggy was quite sure now that it was worth while being ill. Dr. Seaton lifted her down off the horse, and told her to run back up the avenue.
“I’d like just to kiss the horse’s nose first,” she said. “He has been so nice.”
But Dr. Seaton suggested it would be wiser to pat him—just in case he were to bite; so Peggy contented herself with this, and then ran away up the avenue as pleased as possible.
CHAPTER IV.
THE WHITE STONES.
artin will put on your hat and jacket, Peggy, and you will come out for a nice drive with me at three o’clock,” said Aunt Euphemia at lunch. This seemed a pleasant thing to do, but Peggy did not look pleased. She sat quite still and made no answer.
“Don’t you wish to come?” asked Aunt Euphemia at last.
“No,” said truthful Peggy. The fact was, she had found such a delightful new game that she wanted to go on playing it all the rest of her life.