"Who is the other?" said Fleda.
"That's another old friend of yours Mrs. Renney."
"Mrs. Renney? who is she?" said Fleda.
"Why, don't you know? Mrs. Renney she used to live with your aunt Lucy, in some capacity years ago, when she was in New York housekeeper, I think; don't you remember her?"
"Perfectly now," said Fleda. "Mrs. Renney!"
"She has been housekeeper for Mrs. Schenck these several years, and she is going somewhere out West to some relation, her brother, I believe, to take care of his family; and her road leads her your way."
"When do they go, Mrs. Evelyn?"
"Both the same day, and both the day after to-morrow. Mr. Olmney takes the morning train, he says, unless you would prefer some other. I told him you were very anxious to go; and Mrs. Renney goes in the afternoon. So there's a choice for you."
"Mamma," said Constance, "Fleda is not fit to go at all, either time."
"I don't think she is," said Mrs. Evelyn. "But she knows best what she likes to do."