'Oh yes; that is why it is so untidy.'
'But I like to see a room look as if it was being used. Well, now, what are these?' she said, going to the mantel-shelf, where a row of bottles stood.
'These are medicines.'
'Why, you don't look sick,' the other said, turning suddenly.
'Oh no. These are a few simple things that my father leaves with me when he goes from home—they are for children mostly—and the people have as much faith in me as in anybody,' Meenie said, with a shy laugh. 'Papa says I can't do any harm with them, in any case; and the people are pleased.'
'Hush, hush, dear, you must not tell me any secrets of that kind,' said Miss Carry gravely; and then she proceeded to get on her winter wraps.
Meenie went downstairs with her, and at the door would see that she was all properly protected and buttoned up about the throat.
'For it is very brave of you to come into Sutherlandshire in the winter,' said she; 'we hardly expect to see any one until the summer is near at hand.'
'Then you will let me come and have some tea with you at times, will you not?'
'Oh yes—if you will be so kind.'