'Why, the story about Lucy and Gertrude and Sister Benevolence,' said Mary, but Evangeline looked at her without answering for a few moments, then she said—
'You must ask Sister Agatha. She can finish it better than I can.'
'Will you, Sister Agatha?' asked Mary, as Evangeline left the room.
'You know,' she answered, 'I never could tell tales out of my head. I can't tell you to-day. You see how busy I am!'
'When will you tell me then?' cried Mary with a disappointed expression.
'After Evangeline has gone away,' said Sister Agatha.
'But when is she going?' asked Mary.
'Why, didn't you know she is to be married the day after to-morrow?' said Sister Agatha.
Mary did not know it was to be quite so soon as that, and it made her rather miserable to think that Evangeline would be going away almost directly. But when Sister Agatha promised to take her to see the wedding she looked more cheerful, for she liked to be taken to see things.
The day after to-morrow soon came, and long before the usual time for breakfast, Sister Agatha drew up the blind to look at the weather. She seemed very pleased to see how fine and sunny the morning was and she put on Mary's lightest dress—the pale-blue one.