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"I do not, Merry. There was a time when I hoped you would not care for her; now I earnestly want you to be her true friend. There is a very great deal of good in her, and she has had many sorrows. Pray for her to-night. Don't be anxious. Everything will come as right as possible." "Oh Neta," said Merry, "you are a darling! And when you talk like that I love you more than I ever did before.
"I must go home then," he said, rising and trying to smile. "I shall have to make things straight with Aunt Neta, and set a great many arrangements in train. Now, you will try to think of something else? Let me leave you with a book that I can imagine you will read." She let herself be tended and thought for. At the last, just as he was going, he said: "Have you seen Mr.
"Well, the fact is," said Cicely, "father and mother were in London, and the rest of us were out on a picnic. But it doesn't matter a bit; you've come, and the sooner the better. Oh, it is nice to see you again! But how tall you are, Neta, and how grown up you look!" "I am seventeen, remember," said Aneta. "I don't feel grown-up, but auntie says I look it."
"But I am dreadfully uncertain I can't always hold my tongue I am afraid you will be sorry you took me up." "Are you so aggressive? But Aunt Neta is so mild! she wouldn't hurt a fly. She mothers every one in the house and out of it. The only people she is hard upon are the little servant girls, who will wear feathers in their hats!" "There!" cried Marcella, indignantly.
It was as though she had, for the first time in her life, absolutely taken Maggie's part. Her eyes, when she spoke of Maggie, were full of affection. The girls were puzzled; but Merry, as they turned away, suddenly ran back to Aneta, swept her arm round the girl's neck, and said, "Oh Neta, I do love you!" Aneta pressed Merry's hand. For the first time these two understood each other.
Lucy Johnson was just getting into bed when Aneta knocked. "What is it, Neta?" said the governess in a tone almost of alarm. "I want to break a rule, Lucy," said Aneta; "so put me down for punishment to-morrow." "Oh, but why? What are you going to do?" "I am going to do something which I shall be punished for. I am going to spend to-night, if necessary, with Maggie Howland." "Is she ill, Neta?
Whenever we want to think of the angels we think of you too, Neta." "That is very sweet of you, darlings; but, indeed, I am far from being an angel. I am just a very human girl; and, please, if you don't mind, we won't discuss my looks any more." Cicely and Merry both save their cousin a thoughtful glance.
When the dance was over Marcella returned to Miss Raeburn, who was standing at the door into the corridor and had beckoned to her. She went through a number of new introductions, and declared to herself that she was doing all she could. Miss Raeburn was not so well satisfied. "Why can't she smile and chatter like other girls?" thought Aunt Neta, impatiently. "It's her 'ideas, I suppose.
"Then why don't you want us to be friends with her? We are friends with her." "I cannot control you, darlings. When you come to school you will see a variety of girls, and most of them indeed, all of them nice, I think." "Then why shouldn't we like poor Maggie?" "You do like her, it seems, already." "Yes; but you are so mysterious, Neta."
At Lodi rain, Piacenza rain! that might about stand for my diary, except for one radiant day when my aunt, Betty Macdonald, and I descended on Milan, and climbed the Duomo." "Did Miss Betty amuse you?" Aldous laughed. "Well, at least she varied the programme. The greater part of our day in Milan Aunt Neta and I spent in rushing after her like its tail after a kite.
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