“Indeed I do; but don’t let us talk any more about it. I’m ever so glad to have had a chance to do you a kindness, though it wasn’t so very much after all.”
“Yes, yes, it was! I don’t believe I could have done it for anybody; and it saved my life. I love you dearly now, Lu, and I always shall. I’ve been a real Pharisee in my feelings toward you, but now I know and acknowledge that you are far better and nobler than I.”
“No, no,” said Lulu, “you are not passionate or wilful as I am. I wish I had as good a temper as yours.”
“You are both dear and lovable children,” interposed Grandma Elsie; “both have faults, and both virtues. We all love you both, and hope that hereafter there will be no lack of affection between you. But Rosie must not talk any more now.”
“Then I’ll run away, Grandma Elsie, till I’m told Rosie is able to see me again,” said Lulu, and hastened from the room.
In the hall she met Evelyn in a state of unwonted excitement.
“Oh, Lu!” she exclaimed, “what do you suppose happened at Fairview, last night? I have just had a note from Uncle Lester. He says a second little boy has come to them and they call him Eric, for my dear father. Isn’t it nice in them?”
“Oh, another baby?” cried Lulu. “That’s nice! Eric’s a pretty name too; and your father was Uncle Lester’s brother. I should think they would call the baby for him.”
“I wonder,” pursued Evelyn, “if Grandma Elsie and Aunt Vi have heard the news?”
“I don’t believe they have,” said Lulu, “but the breakfast bell rang a minute ago and here they come. So you can tell them.”