They bore her into the house in a sort of triumph, and upstairs to the blue bedroom, which Katy and Clover had vacated for her; and such a hubbub of talk and laughter presently issued therefrom that Cousin Helen, on the other side the entry, asked Jane to set her door open that she might enjoy the sounds,--they were so merry.
Rose's bright, rather high-pitched voice was easily distinguishable above the rest.

She was evidently relating some experience of her journey, with an occasional splash by way of accompaniment, which suggested that she might be washing her hands.
"Yes, she really has grown awfully pretty; and she had on the loveliest dark-brown suit you ever saw, with a fawn-colored hat, and was altogether dazzling; and, do you know, I was really quite glad to see her.

I can't imagine why, but I was! I didn't stay glad long, however." "Why not?
What did she do ?" This in Clover's voice.
"Well, she didn't do anything, but she was distant and disagreeable.

I scarcely observed it at first, I was so pleased to see one of the old Hillsover girls; and I went on being very cordial.

Then Lilly tried to put me down by running over a list of her fine acquaintances, Lady this, and the Marquis of that,--people whom she and her mother had known abroad.