“Yes; I’m disappointed too, Nan. It is such an interesting city—so different from other large cities.”
“There is only one Boston, and I’ve wanted, ever since I studied history, to explore not only the city itself but also its surroundings.”
“And Cape Cod, that Joseph Lincoln writes about,” added Jeanette.
“Well, perhaps some time we shall be able to come back again,” said Nancy, yawning.
“I am quite sure,” said Jeanette, squeezing her friend’s hand, “that at least you will.”
CHAPTER XV
PARTIES
As a result of the late hours which they had kept, in spite of Miss Ashton’s resolutions, and also of the excitement and over-fatigue, it was eleven o’clock the next morning before any of the girls stirred.
A stray sunbeam, coming through a tiny hole in the shade, shone directly in Nancy’s eyes, and awakened her. For a moment she did not know where she was; then the events of the preceding day rushed through her mind. She lay still for a while, listening to hear if anyone else was awake. Not hearing a sound, she drew her watch from under her pillow. Her involuntary exclamation roused Jeanette.
“What’s the matter, Nan?” she inquired, sleepily.