"Don't be too sure, Marjorie; if Uncle John comes home he may have other plans for her."
"Oh, is he coming home?" inquired Marjorie.
"He would be here to-day if I had not threatened to lock him out and keep him standing in a snowdrift until June. He expects to be here the first day of summer."
"And what will happen then?" queried Prue. "Is it a secret?"
"Yes, it's a secret," said Miss Prudence, stepping behind Marjorie to fasten her veil.
"Does Marjorie know?" asked Prue anxiously.
"I never can guess," said Marjorie. "Now, Kitten, good-bye; and sing to
Mrs. Kemlo while I am gone, and be good to Aunt Prue."
"Marjorie, dear, I shall miss you," said Miss Prudence.
"But you will be so glad that I am taking supper at home in that dear old kitchen. And Linnet will be there; and then I am to go home with her to stay all night. I don't see how I ever waited so long to see her keep house. Will calls the house Linnet's Nest. I'll come back and tell you stories about everything."
"Don't wait any longer, dear; I'm afraid you'll lose the train. I must give you a watch like Linnet's for a graduating present."