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Pompey, the Royalls' servant, was to escort the others, and Betty March lived just across in Winter Street. When children went out the hours were kept pretty strictly. Seven o'clock meant seven truly, and not eight or nine. Each child had a pretty paper box of candy, tied with a bright ribbon. Bonbons we should call them now.
"Very well," returned Mr. Adams. "At four, exactly. The children's supper is at five." Doris had tight hold of Uncle Winthrop's hand, and if she had not just come out of church she must have skipped for very gladness. For Dorcas Payne had talked about her cousins, the Royalls, and their charming grandmother, and the good times they had in their fine large house.
Pattern children brought up on the strictest rules did not seem quite so agreeable to her as the little flower growing up in its own sweetness. Betty used to walk a short distance home with her, as she declared it was the only chance she had for a bit of Doris. She was very fond of hearing about the Royalls, and now Miss Isabel's engagement to Mr. Morris Winslow was announced.
The incidents of the winter had been quite depressing to Mr. Adams. Cary was around to the Royalls' nearly every evening, sometimes to other places, and at discussions that would have alarmed his father still more if he had known it. The young fellow's conscience gave him many twinges.
Madam Royall chose them and ordered them made. And Betty, I have almost outgrown the silk already. Madam Royall is going to see about getting it altered. And in the autumn Helen Chapman will have a birthday company, and I am invited already, or my frock is," and Doris laughed. "She has made me promise to wear it then." "You go to the Royalls' a good deal," exclaimed Aunt Priscilla jealously.
Telling ghost stories and witch stories was quite an amusement at that period. "Why, yes if you want to." She was rather pleased to have it go to the Royalls'. "The last stitch," and Betty folded up her work. "Come, Doris, say good-night, and let us go to bed." Doris put a little kiss on Aunt Priscilla's wrinkled hand.
But even the promise of that did not spoil Doris, and they were always glad to see her drop in and hear her dainty bits of news. They wanted very much to keep her to supper. "Why, they" which meant the family at home "will be sure you have stayed here or at the Royalls'. Mr. Winslow has given ever so much money toward the fitting out of a vessel. They are all very patriotic. And Cary's uncle, Mr.
He had a big house over in Dorchester and almost a farm. He owned another in Boston, where a tavern of the higher sort was kept and rooms rented to bachelors. He had an apartment here and kept his servant Joe and his handsome team, besides his saddle horse. He was rather gay, but of good moral character. No one else would have been accepted as a lover at the Royalls'.
Betty was very much elated when Cary Adams walked home with her one afternoon and planned about the party. He would ask three of the young fellows, and with himself they would give some college songs. He knew Miss Morse's cousin, Morris Winslow, very well he met him quite frequently at the Royalls'. Indeed, Cary knew he was a warm admirer of Isabel Royall.
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