"I have been very well, aunt Lucy thinness agrees with me."
"Are you glad to be home again, dear Fleda?"
"I am very glad to be with you, dear aunt Lucy!"
"But not glad to be home?"
"Yes, I am," said Fleda; "but somehow I don't know I believe I have got a little spoiled it is time I was at home, I am sure. I shall be quite glad after a day or two, when I have got into the works again. I am glad now, aunt Lucy."
Mrs. Rossitur seemed unsatisfied, and stroked the hair from
Fleda's forehead, with an absent look.
"What was there in New York, that you were so sorry to leave?"
"Nothing, Ma'am, in particular," said Fleda, brightly; "and I am not sorry, aunt Lucy I tell you, I am a little spoiled with company and easy living I am glad to be with you again."
Mrs. Rossitur was silent.
"Don't you get up to uncle Rolf's breakfast, to-morrow, aunt
Lucy."