"It's a regular company room, isn't it?" Patience said joyously.
The minister drove over to The Maples himself on Friday afternoon to
bring Hilary home.
"Remember," Patience pointed a warning forefinger at him, just as he
was starting, "not a single solitary hint!"
"Not a single solitary one," he promised.
As he turned out of the gate. Patience drew a long breath. "Well,
he's off at last! But, oh, dear, however can we wait 'til he gets
back?"
CHAPTER V
BEDELIA
It was five o'clock that afternoon when Patience, perched, a little
white-clad sentry, on the gate-post, announced joyously--"They're
coming! They're coming!"
Patience was as excited as if the expected "guest" were one in fact, as
well as name. It was fun to be playing a game of make-believe, in
which the elders took part.
As the gig drew up before the steps, Hilary looked eagerly out. "Will
you tell me," she demanded, "why father insisted on coming 'round the
lower road, by the depot--he didn't stop, and he didn't get any parcel?
And when I asked him, he just laughed and looked mysterious."
"He went," Pauline answered, "because we asked him to--company usually
comes by train--real out-of-town company, you know.
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