"
Cousin Jennie gave her companion a hearty shake and the subject
dropped.
Friends and acquaintances coming in at Torryburn claimed their
attention and when they arrived at Rothesay a greater reinforcement
came--a party of pic-nickers going to Hampton to feast upon the
beauties of that pretty rural town, and divide the remainder of the
day between the delicacies of the luncheon baskets and the more
delicious bits of gossip common to such gatherings.
"Miss Verne, I really did not expect to see you to-day!" cried a
sprightly miss, springing towards her at no gentle rate.
The girl was Lottie Lawson, her bright young face beaming with
excitement and happiness.
"I have been at Rothesay for a week, and just think, Miss Verne,
Phillip has not found time to come and see me."
Lottie's manner expressed that of a deeply-wronged maiden, and
Marguerite broke forth in a ripple of silvery laughter. Cousin
Jennie also joined, and the infection spread to the aggrieved
sister, whose child-like, musical tones were refreshing to all.
"How I should like to go as far as Sussex! but my visit ends
to-morrow, and Phillip will expect me," said Lottie, in a half
regretful tone.
Pages:
119
120
121
122
123
124
125
126
127
128
129
130
131
132
133
134
135
136
137
138
139
140
141
142
143