"She seems to have thriven wonderfully on it," remarked Mrs. Fenlick; "she will be the prettiest of her set when they come out. I am delighted to have a chance to see Doctor Heath's mountain sanatorium."
"Oh, I 'm sure it will be amusing," replied Maude, dryly. Then she shook out her light draperies, pulled down her belt, and went down the road a bit to meet Jack and Sam Grayson, who had accompanied the cart for a few rods along the village street.
When they had turned back to the inn, the storm in the apple-green cart burst forth.
"Did you hear that girl laugh?" demanded March, with suppressed wrath in his voice.
"Just as plain as I hear that crow caw," said Chi.
"I can't bear her," said Hazel; "telling me she would buy my berries when I only meant Jack."
"Kinder sweet on him, ain't she?" asked Chi, carelessly.
"I should think so!" was Hazel's indignant answer. "I heard Aunt Carrie tell papa she was always sending him invitations to everything. But is n't Cousin Jack splendid, Rose?"
Rose's sunbonnet was still very rigid, and Chi knew that sign; so he spoke up promptly, knowing that she did not care to answer just then:--
"He 's about as handsome as they make 'em, Lady-bird; if he wears well, I sha'n't have nothin' against him."