"She has just walked ten miles; why can't she just as well walk ten more?" said Cousin Helen. "What kind of logic is that, Betsy? The fact that she has just heard Rob is reason enough why she shouldn't hear you. Shall I quote to you ancient proverbs about the last drop and the last feather?"
"Well, I'm sure I don't want to be the last feather in the bucket that breaks the camel's back," said Betsy, recovering her good-humour, which was seldom mislaid long at a time. "Marion ought to tell me when she is beginning to feel tired."
"You must not leave that to her, but watch for yourself," said Cousin Helen. "Invalids don't like to be or seem ungracious, and for that reason they often overtask themselves and suffer for it afterward."
"I'm sure I hope Marion won't," said Betsy, in alarm. "I'm afraid she was too tired yesterday, and that was what made her head ache. Do you know when Mamma Van Alstine expects an answer to her letters?"
"She heard from the Campbells yesterday, and I believe she expects an answer from Holford to-day," answered Cousin Helen. "Doctor Campbell will come if the rest do, and he has written to his brother to urge him to arrange matters."
"There comes Rob with the mail this minute," exclaimed Betsy. "Can't I run down and get the letters?"
"Yes, do so, and bring them to the dining-room if there are any. You know Marion is not to know anything till the matter is all settled. Suspense would not be very good for her just now."
"Are you rested, Marie? Have you had a good nap?" asked Betsy, coming in on tiptoe. She had begged and obtained the privilege of being the messenger of good news to Marion.
"Oh yes, charming," answered Marion, rubbing her eyes. "I have had such a nice dream about Holford and grandfather."
"Wouldn't you like to see him."