Her mother had known about the books and the tuition, and had not told her when she agreed to her coming.
At noon Elnora took her little parcel of lunch and started to the home of the Bird Woman.

She must know about the specimens first and then she would walk to the suburbs somewhere and eat a few bites.

She dropped the heavy iron knocker on the door of a big red log cabin, and her heart thumped at the resounding stroke.
"Is the Bird Woman at home ?" she asked of the maid.
"She is at lunch," was the answer.
"Please ask her if she will see a girl from the Limberlost about some moths ?" inquired Elnora.
"I never need ask, if it's moths," laughed the girl.

"Orders are to bring any one with specimens right in.

Come this way." Elnora followed down the hall and entered a long room with high panelled wainscoting, old English fireplace with an overmantel and closets of peculiar china filling the corners.