"Yes, indeed," smiled Redbud.
"I'm glad you think so; I thought I was not enough; but I have been
talking about myself too much, which, Miss Lavinia says, is wrong.
But, indeed, Redbud, I'll try and be good in future—look! there is
Fanny quarreling with Ralph!"
They rose, and approached the parties indicated, who were, however, not more quarrelsome than usual: Fanny was only struggling with Ralph for the string of the kite. The contention ended in mutual laughter; and as a horn at that moment sounded for the servants to stop work for dinner, the party determined to return to Apple Orchard.
The kite was tied to a root, and they returned homeward.
CHAPTER XLVII.
DAYS THAT ARE NO MORE.
"Oh!" cried Fanny, as they were again walking upon the smooth meadow, in the afternoon, "I think we ought to go and get some apples!"
"And so do I," said Ralph.
"Of course, I expected you to agree with me, sir."
"Naturally; I always do."