She was gazing eagerly toward its entrance, as though expecting some one.
"Yes, I've heard of the Travillas," she said in answer to a remark from Virginia Conly who stood by her side almost as showily attired as herself, "I've been told she was a great heiress." "She was; and he was rich too; though I believe he lost a good deal during the war." "They live splendidly, I suppose ?" "They've everything money can buy, but are nearly breaking their hearts just now, over one of their little girls who seems to have some incurable disease." "Is that so?
Well, they ought to have some trouble as well as other folks.

I'm sorry though; for I'd set my heart on being invited there and seeing how they live." "Oh they're all gone away except Vi and Rosie and the boys.

But may be Vi will ask us there to dinner or tea.

Ah here they come!" "What splendid match horses! What an elegant carriage!" exclaimed Miss Reed, as a beautiful barouche, drawn by a pair of fine bays, came bowling up the avenue.
"Yes, they've come, it's the Ion carriage." "But that's a young lady Pomp's handing out of it!" exclaimed Miss Reed the next moment, "and I thought you said it was only two children you expected." "Yes, Vi's only thirteen," answered Virginia running to the door to meet her.

"Vi, my dear, how good in you to come.