"I am all attention," said Miss Isabel, coming to sit down before them.
"We've been making a call at the Dismals, on Mr. Dean," said Trix.
Miss Isabel sprang up again and went to the window.
"And he's very nice, Miss Isabel," added Margery conscientiously. "We were afraid of him because we heard that he was a robber, or had the evil eye. So we went to see, and it isn't any of it true, and to-day we went to call on him, and we're going to take tea with him soon. He's kind, and he has the loveliest little dog, and he seems not very happy, and we're sorry, because he's nice."
Miss Isabel turned and came back to them.
"And what about the post-office?" she asked, ignoring the new acquaintance.
Trix and Jack stared, Margery looked hurt, and Amy murmured in helpless bewilderment:
"It's very well, thank you."
Suddenly Jack brightened.