She found Jasmine and Daisy in a state of the greatest excitement.

Mrs.Ellsworthy had called, and had been nicer and sweeter and more charming than ever--she had brought Daisy a doll of the most perfect description, and had presented the flower-loving Jasmine with a great bouquet of exotics, which looked almost out of place in the humble little cottage.
"And there is a long letter for you, Primrose," continued Jasmine; "and she says she hopes you will read it very quickly, and that she may come down to-morrow morning to talk it over with you.

She says there is a plan in the letter, and that it is a delightful plan--I wonder what it can be?
Will you read the letter now, Primrose ?--shall I break the seal and read it aloud to you ?" "No," answered Primrose, almost shortly for her--"Mrs.Ellsworthy's letter can keep," and then she slipped the thick white envelope into her pocket.
"Why sister darling, how pale you look!--are you tired ?" "A little," said Primrose--"I had no dinner--I should like a cup of tea." Jasmine flew out of the room to get it for her, and Daisy nestled up to her elder sister's side.
"Primrose," she whispered, "Jasmine and I read that letter in the garden together.

Oh! we were so surprised to know we had a little baby brother long ago.

We went to Hannah and asked her about him, and Hannah cried--I never saw Hannah cry so long and so hard.