Almost every day Mr.Evelyn called to see how she was, always bringing her a fresh bouquet of flowers.

On Thursday, Carrie called, bringing Emma some ice-cream which Aunt Eunice had made.

She did not ask to see her, but before she left she asked Anna if she did not wish to buy her old piano.
"What will you do without it ?" asked Anna.
"Oh," said Carrie, "I cannot use two.

I have got a new one." The stocking dropped from grandmother's hand as she exclaimed: "What is the world a-comin' to! Got two pianners! Where'd you get 'em ?" "My new one was a present, and came from Boston," answered Carrie, with the utmost _sang froid_.
"You don't say Ashmore sent it to you! How much did it cost ?" asked grandma.
"Mr.Ashmore wrote that it cost three hundred and fifty dollars," was Carrie's reply.
Grandmother was perfectly horror-stricken; but desirous of making Carrie feel as comfortable as possible, she said, "S'posin somebody should tell him about Penoyer ?" For an instant Carrie turned pale, as she said quickly, "What does any one know about him to tell ?" "A great deal--more than you think they do--yes, a great deal," was grandma's answer.
After that Carrie came _very_ frequently to see us, always bringing something nice for Emma _or grandma_! Meanwhile Mr.Evelyn's visits continued, and when at last Emma could see him I was sure that she received him more kindly than she ever had before.

"That'll go yet," was grandma's prediction.