Last, but by no means least, Miss Celia, her young brother and two
maids, arrived one evening so late that only Mrs. Moss went over to
help them settle. The children were much disappointed, but were
appeased by a promise that they should all go to pay their respects in
the morning.
They were up so early, and were so impatient to be off, that Mrs. Moss
let them go with the warning that they would find only the servants
astir. She was mistaken, however, for as the procession approached, a
voice from the porch called out: "Good morning, little neighbors!" so
unexpectedly, that Bab nearly spilt the new milk she carried, Betty
gave such a start that the fresh-laid eggs quite skipped in the dish,
and Ben's face broke into a broad grin over the armful of clover which
he brought for the bunnies, as he bobbed his head, saying, briskly:
"She's all right, miss; Lita is, and I can bring her over any minute
you say."
"I shall want her at four o'clock. Thorny will be too tired to drive,
but I must hear from the post-office, rain or shine;" and Miss Celia's
pretty color brightened as she spoke, either from some happy thought or
because she was bashful, for the honest young faces before her plainly
showed their admiration of the white-gowned lady under the
honeysuckles.
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