Shall I bring him round in the morning, Miss Jasmine ?" "Yes, of course, Poppy; and I'm greatly obliged to you," answered Jasmine, in her old bright tones.

Then she colored high, felt a good deal ashamed of herself, and hurried after Primrose, who had pulled down her crape veil, and was holding Daisy's hand tightly.
That night the sisters all slept well; they were the better for the fresh air, and also for the thought of seeing Poppy and the canary which she had reared for Jasmine in the morning.
Sharp to the hour Poppy arrived with her gift; she was a pretty little village girl, who adored the Misses Mainwaring.
"The bird will want a heap of sunshine," she said; "he's young, and my mother says that all young things want lots and lots of sun.

May I pull up the blind in the bay window, Miss Primrose; and may I hang Jimmy's cage just here ?" Primrose nodded.

She forgot, in her interest over Jimmy, to remember that the bay window looked directly on to the village street.
"And please, miss," said Poppy, as she was preparing to return home, "Miss Martineau says she'll look in this evening, and that she was glad when she saw you out last night, young ladies, and acting sensible again." Primrose had always a very faint color; at Poppy's words it deepened slightly.
"We've tried to act in a sensible way all through," she said, with gentle dignity.

"Perhaps Miss Martineau does not quite understand.