Her papa laughed.
"As for that, Miss Barton—"
"Now don't, Edward," interrupted his wife. "I am sure, Virginia, that Miss Ellison will be glad to see you in the fall. If I were you I would write her a little letter in the vacation. I have her address."
"And I'll tell Billy and Carter and Harry and all the children, and we'll all write so that she won't forget us. And she'll answer them, mamma, won't she?"
"I think she will," answered her mother. "It will be very nice for you to write to her."
But her husband said in a low voice, "Poor Miss Ellison."
"Good Miss Ellison, papa," said Virginia. "She's nice and I love her."