"Well, I have got something from that," said Anne, when at last the show was done.
"Yes," echoed Letitia; "I never could make out before, just how that sort of trimming was managed. Now I have got it."
They pulled up their cloaks again and tied their scarfs. Matilda looked on sorrowfully.
"I suppose it's no use to ask you to come and see us," said Letty.
"I can't come often," Matilda answered, "because, you know, I cannot walk there; and I cannot have the carriage except now and then."
"How do you suppose we get along without a carriage?" said Letty.
"You are older. Oh Anne and Letty!" cried their little sister, "I don't know why I have so much and you have so little; but it isn't my fault."
Tears were in her eyes; but her sisters shewed no melting on their part. They answered, that nobody supposed it was her fault. The energy of Matilda's hugs and kisses seemed to impress them, at last.
"Tell me!" said Anne, holding her off to look at her,—"are you happy here? Do they treat you really as their own child? Would you like to come back to us? Because if you would—"
"O no, no, Anne! yes, they do. Yes, I am very happy. I don't want anything but what I have got."