"
At this interesting point Bess exclaimed, "Louise, here comes Uncle
William, and I know he is going to take us driving!"
The listener, who had forgotten everything but the story, came to
herself with a start. "How dreadful of me!" she said, walking away
very rapidly, while the story-tellers ran out of the gate to greet a
tall gentleman who had just driven up.
"I suppose they are sisters," she thought, looking back once more
before she turned the corner.
"How nice it must be to live in a house like that. _Bess_ and
_Louise_; I wonder what their last name is."
Louise was busy with her drawing one morning, comfortably established
in a shady corner of the porch, when her aunt called to her:
"I wish you would keep an eye on Carie while Joanna goes on an errand
for me."
"I will, Aunt Zelie," she responded promptly.
It was not likely her charge would give her much trouble, for Carie
was quite capable of entertaining herself, and was at that moment
promenading back and forth with an old parasol over her head,
pretending she was going to market.
"Don't go on the grass, baby; it is wet," cautioned Louise, by way of
showing her authority, and then returned to the new mansion for the
Carletons upon which she was working.
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