The young men along the street gasped in amazement and then ventured to doff their timid hats to the young woman, very much as if they were saluting a ghost.

Few of them received a nod of recognition from Elsie Banks, one-time queen of all their hearts.
Roscoe Crow bounded out to the gate when he saw who was in the carriage, first shouting to his mother and sisters, who were indoors receiving congratulations and condolences from their neighbours.
Miss Banks immediately inquired if she could see Rosalie.
"She ain't here," said Roscoe.

"She's away fer a month--over at the Bonners'.

He's her feller, you know.

Ma! Here's Miss Banks! Edner! Sue!" Mrs.Crow and the girls flew out to the gate, babbling their surprise and greetings.
"This is my mother," introduced the young lady.