"Yes," she added, "I kept wishing I could meet you, just to see your horrified face when you saw me sitting on my little sofa, with boxes and bundles all round me, a bird-cage on one side, a fishing basket, with a kitten's head popping in and out of the hole, on the other side, and jolly old Mr.Brown, in his blue frock, perched on a keg of apples in front.

It was a lovely bright day, and I enjoyed the ride immensely, for we had all sorts of adventures." "Oh, tell about it," begged Maud, when the general laugh at Polly's picture had subsided.
"Well, in the first place, we forgot my ivy, and Kitty came running after me, with it.

Then we started again, but were soon stopped by a great shouting, and there was Will racing down the hill, waving a pillow in one hand and a squash pie in the other.

How we did laugh when he came up and explained that our neighbor, old Mrs.Dodd, had sent in a hop-pillow for me, in case of headache, and a pie to begin housekeeping with.

She seemed so disappointed at being too late that Will promised to get them to me, if he ran all the way to town.