And please stay behind us a good bit when we go to the station, for a parcel is coming, and you are not to see it till dinner-time.

You won't mind, will you ?" said Mac, in a confidential aside during the wild flurry of the start.
"Not a bit," answered Rose.

"It hurts my feelings very much to be told to keep out of the way at any other time, but birthdays and Christmas it is part of the fun to be blind and stupid, and poked into corners.

I'll be ready as soon as you are, Giglamps." "Stop under the big maple till I call then you can't possibly see anything," added Mac, as he mounted her on the pony his father had sent up for his use.

"Barkis" was so gentle and so "willin'," however, that Rose was ashamed to be afraid to ride him; so she had learned, that she might surprise Dr.Alec when she got home; meantime she had many a fine canter "over the hills and far away" with Mac, who preferred Mr.
Atkinson's old Sorrel.
Away they went, and, coming to the red maple, Rose obediently paused; but could not help stealing a glance in the forbidden direction before the call came.