As soon as she felt a little better, she began to cry.

"O, darling, what is it ?" said he, glad to see her in motion once more.
"Cause my Uncle 'Gustus is sick." "Poh," said Dotty; "crying about that?
See! _I_ don't cry." "Well, you don't love Uncle 'Gustus so hard as I do," said Fly, with another burst.
Mrs.Pragoff looked on with interest, and tried to remember whether she had ever heard that children shed tears when they were "coming down" with scarlet fever.

This elegant mansion was a very interesting place to visit.

To say nothing of things which "made a noise," there was no end of curiosities from the four quarters of the globe; and Mrs.Pragoff was so truly well-bred that the children soon felt at home.

Dotty was deeply engaged in examining a sea-horse, when Prudy suddenly whispered,-- "Dotty, what did you do last night with those two rings ?" "Rings?
What rings ?" Then a look of absolute terror spread over Dotty's face.