"Miss Doldy-hair," said Racey, "is you doin' to stay to tea? You has no bonnet on."
By this time we were all in the dining-room, where the table was spread out for a most beautiful tea.
"Yes, Racey, if you'll have me, I'll stay to tea," she said. And then she looked up at Uncle Geoff.
"Children," he said, "you'll have to find a new name for Miss Goldy-hair, or rather I've found one for you. How would 'Auntie' do?"
Tom and Racey stared, but I, being so much older, of course understood. To Uncle Geoff's surprise I jumped up into his arms and kissed him.
"Oh, Uncle Geoff," I cried, "oh, what a good plan! Is she really our auntie now?"
"Really," said Uncle Geoff, "that's to say, she's been your stupid old uncle's wife for a fortnight."
Then the boys understood too. But Racey looked rather disconsolate. "I thought," he said, "Miss Doldy-hair was doin' to mally me."
But in the end he too thought it a very good plan, when he found that our new auntie was really going to live with us always. And I think one of the things that helped to please him quite was the discovery of a beautiful air-garden, which Uncle Geoff had had built out of one of the drawing-room windows for Miss Goldy-hair's pet plants.