“And I got so worried and cross over it. But now I know you did, and that I was simply tired; for I never could teach like sister,”—she cast her a loving glance—“and I didn't really love my work. And, do you know, the thing I've longed for all my life was a watch and chain like this? Oh girls, I shall love it always!”
She threw the chain around her neck; and laid the little watch gently against her cheek.
“Oh!” It was Alexia who pressed forward. “You'll forgive us all, won't you, Miss Anstice, if we didn't love you enough?”
“When I want to forgive, I'll look at my dear watch,” said Miss Anstice brightly, and smiling on them all.
“'Twas that horrible old black silk gown that made her so,” exclaimed Alexia, as they all tumbled off down the hall in the greatest excitement. “You see how sweet she is now, in that white one.”
“And the red rose in her belt,” said Clem.
“And her diamond ring,” added Silvia.
“And we're different, too,” said Clem. “Maybe we wouldn't love to teach a lot of girls any better either, if we had to.”
“Well, and now there's the wedding!” exclaimed Amy Garrett, clasping her hands, “oh!”
“What richness!” finished Alexia.