They are for my aunt. You must
bring me one for myself."
"Dot is too bad, I vill haf one for you next time." He trotted off,
and Louise carried the letters in and laid them on the library table,
as Aunt Zelie was not at home, and then went back to her drawing. Just
before dark Mrs. Howard came in, bringing Cousin Helen with her to
spend the night. The children were delighted at this, for it meant a
merry evening if nobody came to call. The one provoking thing about
Cousin Helen was that she had so many friends.
Bess was charmed to discover that it was beginning to rain.
"Now we can sit around the fire after dinner and tell stories," she
said, putting away her papers in an old checker-board.
Their cousin, like their aunt, was generally willing to do what the
children wished, so they made a sociable group in the library after
dinner.
"Let's play something first," suggested Miss Hazeltine, taking
possession of the sleepy-hollow chair.
"'I Have a Thought,'" Aunt Zelie proposed; "little Helen likes that."
"I have a thought that rhymes with deep," announced Carl.
"Is it what Cousin Helen will do if she sits in that chair?" asked
Bess.
"Thank you, miss, I am not such a sleepy-head as you think," said her
cousin, with pretended indignation.
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