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Underhill shortened it to 'Milyer. The little girl's name was Hannah Ann. The school children called her Han and Hanny. One grandmother always said Hanneran. But being the youngest, the most natural name seemed "little girl." There were three sons to lead off, Stephen Decatur, Joseph Bennett, and John Fowler.
"Had she been content, and not made any trouble, and waited upon Cousin Famie, and helped all she could? She was such a large girl now, and ought to be useful." Hanny smiled, and kissed her mother, and said: "She had tried to do her best. And she had been very, very happy."
Both little girls laughed at that. Dr. Joe said Daisy was really improving. She walked about with her crutch, but they were afraid one leg would be a little short. Charles came over to see Hanny that very evening. He certainly had grown taller, and had lost much of his timidity. He really "talked up" to Jim.
The Ferrises, my mother's people, owned a great farm here-about. But much of it was laid waste, and a little later the old homestead burned down. This house was built for us before the British evacuated the city. My brother had died in prison of a fever, and there were only my mother and us two girls." Hanny was sitting quite close by her. She reached over and took the wrinkled hand gently.
I thought the announcement was enough for one night." "You and Hanny'll be so stuck up there'll be no living with you," said Jim. Hanny glanced up with a smiling face. If she had only looked that way at Lily Ludlow! But even his schoolmate was momentarily distanced by the thought of such a prize. And he remembered later on with much gratification that he could tell her to-morrow.
The house had a basement-kitchen at the back, and a dumb-waiter like Margaret's. Mrs. Underhill thought at first she shouldn't like it. There was a spacious area, which made Hanny think of Mrs. Dean's in First Street, where they used to play tea. It took a long while to get settled, somehow. Ben thought it a great way up-town; and he often went to the Whitneys to tea, when he wanted his evening.
Stephen kissed his sister and gave her a rapturous hug. Hanny came up-stairs and Margaret hurried through her change of attire. "I thought you never were coming," began their mother tartly. "'Milyer, you're the worst of the lot when you get your nose buried in a newspaper. Boys, do keep still, though I suppose you're half starved," with a reproachful look at those who had delayed the meal.
"It will be just splendid!" declared Hanny. "And we've been counting up. We have seven cousins to ask. And the girls at school some of them. I wish we knew some more boys. Oh, do you think Jim would come?" "I'll ask him if you would like." "Oh, just coax him. I suppose Benny Frank will feel that he's too old. But he's so nice. Oh, do you s'pose John Robert Charles' mother would let him come?
Tours to Europe were not a common occurrence then, and one could hardly run over for a six weeks' trip. Daisy had improved so much that she was sure to enjoy it; and there were some German baths Doctor Joe thought he would like her to try. Italy had been the children's land of romance. But the Deans never expected to go; and Hanny was quite sure she should feel awfully afraid on the ocean.
Hanny gave it a glad little sound, and smiled, as she put out her small hand. Mrs. Kirtland took the unoccupied seat. "I suppose you have hardly begun life, you look so young. But no doubt you are a genius of some sort. Mrs. Osgood is so extraordinarily good to young geniuses." "No, I haven't any genius," and Hanny flushed, as she gave a beguiling smile that lighted up her face.
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