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"I wonder how Jim is ever going to draw the buggy up so many stairs," said Dorothy, gravely. "No trouble at all," declared the horse, with a contemptuous neigh. "Still, I don't care to drag any passengers. You'll all have to walk." "Suppose the stairs get steeper?" suggested Zeb, doubtfully. "Then you'll have to boost the buggy-wheels, that's all," answered Jim.
"Find out how she died, when she will be buried; if she said anything interesting about charities, you know " "For mine!" sang out Tavia, adjusting her hat. "Yes, your first assignment," ventured Ralph. "Dorothy must finish the parade, and I must attend to the typesetting, so if you could, really, " "Of course I can. Haven't I spent more time in the graveyard than at school?
And you haven't mentioned half of the curious people in the Em'rald City." "That 'ere Em'rald City," said Cap'n Bill impressively, "happens to be on the other side o' those mountains, that we're told no one is able to cross. I don't want to discourage of you, Trot, but we're a'most as much separated from your Ozma an' Dorothy as we were when we lived in Californy."
"We'll let Dorothy go if she must," she said decidedly, "but I want to get acquainted with you, child, and I'm terribly lonesome, too, these winter afternoons." Even with every desire to escape Ruth couldn't resist the pleading old eyes which were looking at her almost tearfully. "Do come in, Dolly," she begged; "I shall have time before I need to study to stay a little while."
"Ozma will laugh at you, when we get to her palace, and so will the Scarecrow, and the Tin Woodman, and Tik-Tok, and the Shaggy Man, and Button-Bright, and the Patchwork Girl, and " "And the Pink Kitten," added Dorothy. That suggestion hurt the Glass Cat more than anything else.
Garrison crossed the room with an active stride and closed the door firmly. Dorothy was pale when he turned. She, too, was standing. "You can see that I've got to be posted a little," he said quietly. "To err has not ceased to be human." "You have made no mistakes," said Dorothy in a voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't expect them. When I found they had come I hardly knew what to do.
"I can't say I do," replied Dorothy, remembering her present difficulties. The shaggy man laughed. "No one knows everything, Dorothy," he said. "But Button-Bright doesn't seem to know ANYthing," she declared. "Do you, Button-Bright?" He shook his head, which had pretty curls all over it, and replied with perfect calmness: "Don't know."
Her epistle to her sister-in-law, of whom she never spoke otherwise than as Mrs. Stanbury, was as follows: The Close, Exeter, 22nd April, 186 . Your son, Hugh, has taken to courses of which I do not approve, and therefore I have put an end to my connection with him. I shall be happy to entertain your daughter Dorothy in my house if you and she approve of such a plan.
Miss Burton broke the silence by clapping her hands. "It's fine, girls," she cried with enthusiasm. "I didn't know we were to see anything really artistic." "We only do this when we admit a new member," said Betty. "And not then unless the weather happens to be just right," added Dorothy. "But we must hurry and make Ruth a member. Go on, Betty."
They talked upon indifferent subjects, but it seemed to Dorothy that every word held a double meaning. Oh, how solicitous he was for her comfort! how he gathered the wraps about her, anxiously inquiring if she felt the cold air! how low and tender his words seemed to the girl sitting opposite them, and both seemed entirely oblivious to her presence.
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