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Holidays at Roselands

CHAPTER XVI
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I wouldn't ask you to do anything your papa had forbidden, but he never said you shouldn't wade in the brook, did he ?" "No, he never said anything about it," she answered, smiling, "for I never thought of doing such a thing before." "Come, Elsie, do," urged Sophy; "it is such fun;" and at length Elsie yielded, and was soon enjoying the sport as keenly as the others.
But after a while they grew tired of wading, and began to amuse themselves by sailing bits of bark and leaves on the water.

Then Harold proposed building a dam; and altogether they enjoyed themselves so thoroughly, that they quite forgot how time was passing until the lengthening shadows warned them that it was long past their usual hour for returning home.
"Oh, we must make haste home," exclaimed Harold suddenly; "it can't be very far from tea-time, and mamma won't like it if we are late." They hurried out of the water, dried their feet as well as they could, put on their shoes and stockings, and started on a run for the house.
But they had not gone more than half-way when Elsie cried out that she had lost her rings.
"Those beautiful rings! Oh, dear! where did you lose them ?" asked Sophy.
"I don't know at all; I just missed them this minute, and I am afraid they are in the brook;" and Elsie turned and ran back as fast as she could; followed by the others.
"We'll all hunt," said Harold, kindly, "and I guess we'll find them; so don't cry, Elsie;" for the little girl was looking much distressed.
"O Elsie, I'm afraid your papa will be very angry; and perhaps whip you very hard," exclaimed Sophy; "they were such pretty rings." "No, he won't whip me; he never did in his life," replied Elsie quickly, "and he has often told me he would never punish me for an accident, even though it should cost the loss of something very valuable.

But I am very sorry to lose my rings, because, besides being pretty, and worth a good deal of money, they were presents, one from papa, and the other from Mr.
Travilla." "But, Elsie, I thought your papa was awfully strict, and punished you for every little thing," "No; for _disobedience_, but not for accidents." They searched for some time, looking all about the part of the stream where they had been playing, and all over the bank, but without finding the rings; and at last Elsie gave it up, saying it would not do to stay any longer, and they could look again to-morrow.
"O Elsie!" cried Sophy, as they were starting again for home, "you must have got your dress in the water, and then on the ground, for it is all muddy." "Oh, dear!" sighed Elsie, examining it, "how very dirty and slovenly I must look; and that will vex papa, for he can't bear to see me untidy.
Can't we get in the back way, Sophy?
so that I can get a clean dress on before he sees me?
I don't mean to _deceive_ him.

I will tell him all about it afterwards, but I know he wouldn't like to see me looking so." "Yes, to be sure," Sophy said in reply; "we can go in at the side door, and run up the back stairs." "And we may be in time for tea yet, if papa is as late getting home as he is sometimes," remarked Harold; "so let us run." Mr.Allison was late that evening, as Harold had hoped, and tea was still waiting for him, as they learned from a servant whom they met in passing through the grounds: but when they reached the porch upon which the side door opened, they found, much to their surprise and chagrin, that the ladies were seated there with their work, and Mr.Dinsmore was reading to them.
He looked up from his book as they approached, and catching sight of his little girl's soiled dress, "Why, Elsie," he exclaimed, in a mortified tone, "can that be you?
such a figure as you are! Where have you been, child, to get yourself in such a plight ?" "I was playing in the brook, papa," she answered in a low voice, and casting down her eyes, while the color mounted to her hair.
"Playing in the brook! that is a new business for you, I think.

Well, run up to Aunt Chloe, and tell her I want you made decent with all possible haste or you will be too late for tea.


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