"
"Yes, anything from her is worth coming from Halifax to hear,"
exclaimed Helen Rushton, rising from her position and crossing over
to the range of bookshelves that adorned the opposite walls.
"Well, it's no use; I'm out of my element here. I can't get up to
your high-toned talk. Look at Louise--reminds one of a Roman
empress--and you, my self-conceited Haligonian, must follow suit;
was there ever such a set?" The manner in which this speech was
dictated set the circle in a roar of laughter, and Josie Jordan felt
repaid seventy-times-seven.
"Helen is going to leave us soon. That is news," exclaimed Louise
Rutherford, glancing at the incorrigible Josie.
"But bad news," chimed in Marguerite.
"Not going home so soon, Helen," ventured Josie, with an earnest,
inquiring glance.
"I am only going to Fredericton, or the Celestial City, as it is
generally called," said the other in reply.
"Pardon me, Helen, but the manner in which you say that word only
would lead one to suppose you did not entertain a high opinion of
our seat of government. I have been there during several sessions,
and I always felt sorry when the time was up, and the M.P.P.'s and
their families turned their faces homeward.
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