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Where is the door to the box, Anna?" and Melvina's dark eyes shone more brightly than ever as Anna slid back the little door that Paul had so carefully made, and, after several vain efforts, finally secured one of the rabbits and quickly wrapped it in the skirt of her dress. "Shut the door, Melvina!
"I fear 'twould not be wise for me to stop," she said a little fearfully; but before she could say anything more Anna and Luretta had jumped up and ran toward her. "Look!" exclaimed Anna, pointing to a flock of white gulls that had just settled on the smooth water near the shore. "Look, Melly, at the fine partridges!" Melvina's dark eyes looked in the direction Anna pointed. "Thank you, Anna.
"All right, Miss Webster." "Bring me a sheet of paper an' a pencil before you go." The nurse entered with the desired articles. "I'm sendin' to town for Lawyer Benton," announced the patient with elaborate carelessness. Neither Melvina's voice nor her face expressed the slightest curiosity. "There's some business I must see to right away, an' I reckon I may's well get it fixed up this mornin'."
If Melvina Lyon's things had been lost it would be but right that Anna's parents should replace them to the best of their ability, and this would be a serious expense for the little household. After dinner Rebby went to the Fosters', and came home with the story of Melvina's return home.
There was no more probability of Melvina's imparting to Ellen the circumstances of her coming than there was of the rocks on the mountain side breaking into speech and voicing their past history. Therefore she crept downstairs to the kitchen to prepare supper, pondering as she went as to how Ellen and this strangely stolid attendant would get on together.
In a moment both the girls had forgotten all about their clothes, and were chasing each other along the water's edge splashing in good earnest, and laughing and calling each other's names in wild delight. Farther up the shore Luretta, a draggled stocking in each hand, looked at them a little enviously, and wondered a little at the sudden change in Melvina's behavior.
There were stockings to be darned, pillow-cases to be neatly repaired, and an apron of stout drilling to be hemmed. Anna's task was to darn stockings. She was given Melvina's thimble to use, a smooth wooden ball to slip into the stocking, and a needle and skein of cotton. How long the afternoon seemed! Never before had Anna stayed indoors for the whole of a May afternoon.
Her own flannel dress had dried, and, except for her bare feet, she looked about as usual; but Melvina's white petticoat was still wet and draggled, her hair untidy, and it was doubtful if her own father would have recognized her at the first glance. "I will go and get your things," said Anna. "Come up the slope a little way, and sit down behind those juniper bushes until I come back.
And then take all Melvina's things and run, as fast as you can, to the " "Luretta! Luretta!" called Mrs. Foster; and Luretta with a hurried whisper: "Oh, Anna! I haven't her things. Don't say a word about Melvina," vanished into the house. "Come, Anna," called Rebecca reprovingly. "Father will come to look for us if you do not hasten.
But all that morning she sat in the big chair with her feet on a cushion in a smaller chair, and she told her mother and Rebby all the story of her adventures; and when Rebby laughed at Melvina's not knowing an alder from a pine Danna smiled a little. But Mrs. Weston was very sober, although she said no word of blame.
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