Actually she was pale, and it was no wonder the
company stared at her when her cheeks were usually so ruddy.
"What is the matter, dear?" asked Mrs. Canary.
Betty went to the English girl at once and put an arm about her shoulders.
"Did you see something in the paper that frightened you, Ida?" she asked.
"It doesn't frighten me," replied the girl, with trembling lips. "See.
Read it. This time I am sure it is my aunt. See!"
Uncle Dick joined the group about the excited girl. Her color had come
back into her cheeks now and her eyes shone. She was usually so
self-contained and quiet that Mr. Gordon now thought perhaps they had not
really appreciated how much the hope of joining her aunt meant to Ida.
"Read it aloud, Betty," said her uncle quietly.
"Oh! Here's her name! It must be right this time!" cried Betty; and then
she obeyed her uncle's request:
"'The Toscanelli Opera Company, Salvatore Toscanelli manager,
which has made a very favorable impression among the music lovers
of the East and Middle West during the last few months, will sail
for Rio Janeiro on Sunday on the _San Salvador_ of the Blue Star
Line.
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