Susy and Prudy looked on, and learned a lesson in patience which was worth twenty lectures.
Percy Eastman was as glad to carry his spirited little cousin back as he had been to bring her to his house.

Mrs.Parlin rode too; but Susy and Prudy walked.
When they came to the tree which contained the birds' nest, Prudy parted the branches, but the nestlings were not to be seen; the mother-bird had gathered them under her wings, out of sight.
"Hush!" whispered Susy; "hear them peep! Let's go; we'll frighten the old birdie out of her wits." "I wish you could see them, Susy; then you'd know how cunning they are; and now you never'll know.

But it doesn't seem a bit like orphan children since their mother's got home." "Makes me think of _our_ mamma, and _her_ three little children," said Susy, taking her sister's hand.
"Yes," said Prudy, her face radiant with a glow of love, warm from her heart; "how good our mother always is, and always was, before ever our _reasons_ grew! Think what we'd do this night, Susy Parlin, if there wasn't any _mother_ to our house!".