Patience, pulling bastings with a business-like
air, nodded her curly head wisely. "Miranda says,
folks mostly get 'round to enjoying
their blessings 'bout the time they come to lose them."
"Has the all-important question been
settled yet, Paul?" Edna asked, looking up from
her work. She might not be going away to
school, but even so, that did not debar one
from new fall clothes at home.
"They're coming to Vergennes with me,"
Bell said. "Then we can all come home
together Friday nights."
"They're coming to Boston with me," Josie
corrected, "then we'll be back together for
Thanksgiving."
Shirley, meekly taking her first sewing
lessons under Pauline's instructions, and frankly
declaring that she didn't at all like them,
dropped the hem she was turning. "They're
coming to New York with me; and in the
between-times we'll have such fun that they'll
never want to come home."
Pauline laughed. "It looks as though
Hilary and I would have a busy winter
between you all. It is a comfort to know where
we are going."
"Remember!" she warned, when later the
party broke up. "Four o'clock Friday afternoon! Sharp!"
"Are we going out in a blaze of glory?"
Bell questioned.
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