My own white sheep-skin rug shall go in front of the fire.

Daisy will like to see the Pink curling down into the depths of that sheep-skin.

Ah, yes! the girls shall have a good time--a cosy, home-like time--in these rooms, if I can give it to them." Then Miss Egerton went downstairs to meet Primrose with a smile about her thin lips, and a serene, beautiful light in her kind eyes.
"They are getting ready--the rooms are beginning to look charming, dear," she said.

"Oh no, you must not see them yet.

It is my fancy not to show them to you until they are quite ready, and I fear that won't be until the day after to-morrow; but to-morrow, Primrose, you and Jasmine and little Daisy may occupy yourselves packing your trunks." "It all sounds delightful," said Primrose.