Encircled by a loose belt placed far below the waist of
her holland frock, as if to symbolize freedom, she seemed to think
everything in life good fun. And soon she found the exciting thing.
"Here's a bumble bee, William. Do you think I could tame it in my little
glass bog?"
"No, I don't, Miss Ann; and look out, you'll be stung!"
"It wouldn't sting me."
"Why not?"
"Because it wouldn't."
"Of course--if you say so----"
"What time is the motor ordered?"
"Nine o'clock."
"I'm going with Grandpapa as far as the gate."
"Suppose he says you're not?"
"Well, then I shall go all the same."
"I see."
"I might go all the way with him to London! Is Auntie Babs going?"
"No, I don't think anybody is going with his lordship."
"I would, if she were. William!"
"Yes."
"Is Uncle Eustace sure to be elected?"
"Of course he is."
"Do you think he'll be a good Member of Parliament?"
"Lord Miltoun is very clever, Miss Ann."
"Is he?"
"Well, don't you think so?"
"Does Charles think so?"
"Ask him."
"William!"
"Yes."
"I don't like London. I like here, and I like Cotton, and I like home
pretty well, and I love Pendridny--and--I like Ravensham."
"His lordship is going to Ravensham to-day on his way up, I heard say."
"Oh! then he'll see great-granny. William----"
"Here's Miss Wallace.
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