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'She is a very nice mamma, isn't she, Alie? said Biddy with satisfaction, when they found themselves out in the street again. 'Yes, said Rosalys. But she spoke rather absently. She was wondering what made Bridget so nice sometimes, and sometimes so very tiresome and heedless. 'I wonder if it would have been better for her if she was more like that little Celestina, she thought.
Vane is so taken up, and no wonder, with her husband, and Rosalys is as busy as she can be, helping and seeing to everything. There came a little voice from the other side of the table: the Fairchilds were at tea. 'Mother, do you think I might go to see her? it asked. 'I'd be very quiet. 'I'll ask, Mrs. Fairchild answered.
Nurse says so you were a regular roundabout till you had the measles; mamma says so too, replied Bridget philosophically. 'I'm quite hot, said Rosalys; 'fancy being hot in January! But we'd better not stand still or we'll get a chill. Isn't it nice to come out alone? I'd like to walk to Seacove I want to see what it's like, but of course we mustn't go so far.
Biddy's absence had not been discovered for some time, as Rosalys was busy with her mother, and Rough had not come in from school, and everybody, if they thought about her at all, naturally thought she was with some one else. For a girl of seven or eight should surely be sensible enough to be left to herself for an hour in her own nursery or schoolroom!
'There she is again, said her mother, 'as merry and thoughtless as can be. That is the worst of her, Alie, you can make no impression on her. 'I don't think it's quite that, mamma, Rosalys replied, 'though I know it often seems so. She was really very, very sorry about her frock. And she's so young she's not eight yet, mamma. 'You were quite different at eight, answered Mrs. Vane.
And all troubles were thrown to the winds, torn frocks and everything disagreeable forgotten, when she set off with Rosalys and Randolph, under their maid's charge, for a visit to Seacove, the wonderful bazaar being the real object of the walk. Only a very slight misgiving came over her as papa stooped to kiss her in the doorway; they met him on their way out.
At last, with a little sigh of mingled anxiety and satisfaction, she held out two to the woman. 'These, please, she said; and, without waiting for her purchases to be wrapped up, she turned, and with a glance at the other children, a shadowy smile for half an instant wavering over her face, she quietly made her way out of the shop. 'Poor little girl, said Rosalys.
And oh, please, as the word 'playing' recalled the bazaar and their purchases, 'mayn't I see her dolls' house? and she pointed to Celestina. Rosalys sighed. Bridget was incorrigible. 'It isn't a house, said Celestina, 'it's only a room. May I get it, mother? I do so want to see if the new chairs will do, she went on, for the first time disengaging the toys from her handkerchief.
But, Alie, did you ever see anything like Bride's changeableness? and she gave a little sigh. 'But, mamma dear, she did say she was sorry very nicely this time very real-ly, said Rosalys. 'Yes, darling, her mother agreed.
So how could I care for dolls all alone? Bride's voice had taken the peculiar little whine it always did when she was at all put out. It was comical and yet a little irritating; but just now neither Rosalys nor Randolph was inclined to be irritated. Alie only laughed. 'Well, I'm not forcing you to play with dolls, nor to buy them, she said. 'Only these little tiny chairs are so funny.
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