"Propinquity does it"-- as Mrs.Thornburgh is always reminding us.

But where _can_ Catherine be?
She went out directly after lunch.' 'She has, gone out to see that youth who hurt his back at the Tysons--at least I heard her talking to mamma about him, and she went out with a basket that looked like beef-tea.' Rose frowned a little.
'And I suppose I ought to have been to the school or to see Mrs.
Robson instead of fiddling all the afternoon.

I dare say I ought--only unfortunately I like my fiddle, and I don't like stuffy cottages, and as for the goody books, I read them so badly that the old women themselves come down upon me.' 'I seem to have been making the best of both worlds,' said Agnes placidly.

'I haven't been doing anything I don't like, but I got hold of that dress she brought home to make for little Emma Payne and nearly finished the skirt, so that I feel as good as when one has been twice to church on a wet Sunday.

Ah, there is Catherine, I heard the gate.' As she spoke steps were heard approaching through the clump of trees which sheltered the little entrance gate, and as Rose sprang to her feet a tall figure in white and gray appeared against the background of the sycamores, and came quickly toward the sisters.
'Dears, I am so sorry; I am afraid you have been waiting for me.