To be sure she could do so still, but Mildred's refusal to take part in much of the sport would throw a damper upon the enjoyment of the others; besides giving occasion for unpleasant criticisms.
Mrs. Dinsmore's vexations increased as she turned the matter over in her mind.
But a bright thought struck her, and starting up with something like energy, she exclaimed, half aloud; "Why that's the very thing! and I'll do it at once. Hagar," addressing her maid, "bring me my writing desk."
Chapter Ninth.
"There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away."
—Byron.