The young people went in, leaving the aunts on the porch, and soon the sound of lively music was heard.
"I hope May will be careful of her arm," said Miss Celia, anxiously.
"Celia, who is that coming up the drive?" said Miss Linn, without heeding her sister's remark.
"I don't know," Miss Celia answered. Then, for the first time in her life she took the initiative; impelled by an impulse she could not have explained, she left the porch and went to meet the persons who were rapidly approaching.
The unknown visitors presented an extremely picturesque appearance as they advanced. The General, for of course it was he, in holiday attire, was leading May, who wore one of the "little great-aunt's" frocks, which looked for all the world, so faithfully does Fashion repeat herself, as though it had been designed by a modern artist.
"Madam," said the General, bowing profoundly, "have I the honor to address Miss Celia Linn?"
"Yes," murmured Miss Celia.
"I am General Haines, of Cedarville," began the General.
"Don't you know Aunt Celia? I'm May," interrupted May.