But, for all the thorough-bred self-control of the city lady, Mrs.Kinzer knew perfectly well there was something odd and unexpected about it all.

If Samantha had noticed this fact, there might have been some questions asked possibly; but one of the widow's most rigid rules in life was to "mind her own business." The girls, indeed, were quite jubilant over an occurrence which made them at once so well acquainted with their very attractive new neighbor; and they might have followed her even beyond the gate in the north fence, if it had not been for their mother.

All they were allowed to do was to go back to their own parlor, and hold "a council of war," in the course of which Annie Foster was discussed, from her bonnet to her shoes.
Mrs.Foster had been abundantly affectionate in greeting her daughter; but, when once they were alone in the wee sitting-room of the old Kinzer homestead, she put her arms around her, saying,-- "Now, my darling, tell me what it all means." "Why, mother, it was partly my mistake, and partly the flagman's and the driver's; and I'm sure Mrs.Kinzer was kind.

She knew me before I said a word, by my resemblance to you." "Oh, I don't mean that! How is it you are here so soon?
I thought you meant to make a long visit at your uncle Hart's." "So I would, mother, if it had not been for those boys." "Your cousins, Annie ?" "Cousins, mother! You never saw such young bears in all your life.

They tormented me from morning till night." "But, Annie, I hope you have not offended"-- "Offended, mother?
Aunt Maria thinks they're perfect, and so does uncle Joe.