I'll never insist on having my own way again." There was no time for Mrs.Sherman to comfort Eugenia then, for Betty needed her, and in answer to the nurse's summons she hurried away to soothe the child, sorely distressed by this turn that the house party had taken.
"Go out on the ponies for awhile," she said, as she left the three girls sitting disconsolately on the floor.

"Go out and get some of this summer sunshine into your faces and voices so that you can bring it back to Elizabeth.

She will need all that you can bring her, poor child; so, instead of brooding over your own feelings, think of something that you can do to cheer her up." In a little while there was a clatter of ponies' hoofs down the avenue, and Mrs.Sherman, sitting by the window in Betty's room, waved her hand to Eugenia, Joyce, and the Little Colonel as they rode away.

They were gone all morning, and when they came back the June sunshine had done its work.

Their faces were bright and smiling, and they giggled continuously as they bumped into each other, running up the stairs.
Betty's door was open, and to their surprise they heard a little laugh as they stopped to peep in.