Carl
claimed the credit of having discovered her, and Carie always referred
to her as "My Dora."
CHAPTER VI.
THE MAGIC DOOR.
When Miss Brown said of the Big Front Door that it made her cheerful
simply to look at it, she had no idea, nor had anyone else, how much
was going to grow out of it.
First of all was the story Uncle William told one stormy Sunday
evening before the wood fire in the library.
It had been a trying day to the children, with the rain coming
steadily down, their father away, and Aunt Zelie sick with a cold.
Perhaps it was not to be wondered at that by afternoon they had grown
"cantankerous," as Sukey expressed it, and that something very like
quarrelling had gone on in the star chamber.
This was all forgotten when the early tea was over, and they gathered
around the fire with Uncle William in father's arm-chair.
The shadows were dark in the corners of the room, but the soft
wavering light gilded everything within reach, touching Grandfather's
portrait with its gentle magic, till he himself seemed to be standing
there, smiling and about to speak. The young faces turned to Uncle
William were full of quiet content.
"Do you know what Miss Brown has named our house?" Bess asked.
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