Oh! they's fine children, I don't care what you say; and Louise is the
flock of the flower. She is like Miss Zelie, with her dark eyes and
shinin' hair."
"Miss Zelie herself sets more store by Carl than any of the rest,"
said Mandy, coming to the door.
"That's cause he favors his ma's family and has a look like his uncle
Carl. You know Miss Zelie married Miss Elinor's brother. He used to
come here for his holidays when she was a little girl no bigger 'n
Bess,--that was after Mr. Frank married Miss Elinor,--and they was
always great friends. It looks like it's mighty strange that Miss
Elinor and Mr. Carl should be taken, and old Sukey left."
There was silence for a minute; then as Sukey wiped her eyes she
continued, "I've nursed 'em all from Mr. William down, and I knows old
master's grandchildren is bound to turn out right."
It was almost sunset when Aunt Zelie--tall and fair, like Bess's
favorite heroines--came and stood in the front door, wondering where
the children were. She was not left long in doubt, for hardly had she
settled herself to enjoy the pleasant air when there was a sudden rush
from somewhere and she was surrounded by a laughing, breathless little
company. The outlaws of the morning were scarcely to be recognized.
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