"I do believe one could see behind the hills over there in the west, to the other side of the world from those windows," she exclaimed.
"Well, you and Laura come up this evening and—"
"Won't your folks object?"
"There's no folks there but Uncle Fred and he's no objector. Promise to come and see how far we can see!"
"'Over the hills and far away.'"
"Yes, we promise," cried Laura.
CHAPTER IV
THE GARDEN OF GOOD INTENTIONS
"Oh, Lol, I could hardly keep my face straight! To think we were actually invited up to the Big House really and truly, and were right there where we had so often pretended to live, you as Countess Terilla and I the Lady Clare-Come-to-See; I could hardly make this face of mine behave."