Bab and Betty thought the day would never end, and cheered the long
hours by expatiating on the pleasures in store for them, till their
playmates were much afflicted because they were not going also. At
noon their mother kept them from running over to the old house lest
they should be in the way, so they consoled themselves by going to the
syringa bush at the corner and sniffing the savory odors which came
from the kitchen, where Katy, the cook, was evidently making nice
things for tea.
Ben worked as if for a wager till four, then stood over Pat while he
curried Lita till her coat shone like satin, then drove her gently down
to the coach-house, where he had the satisfaction of harnessing her
"all his own self."
"Shall I go round to the great gate and wait for you there, miss?" he
asked, when all was ready, looking up at the porch where the young lady
stood watching him as she put on her gloves.
"No, Ben, the great gate is not to be opened till next October. I shall
go in and out by the lodge, and leave the avenue to grass and
dandelions, meantime," answered Miss Celia, as she stepped in and took
the reins, with a sudden smile.
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