"
"You wouldn't, if you had tried it," said Katharine decidedly. "I
used to long for the time when I could be in society, as mamma is.
Why, only last year I felt as if I couldn't wait; but since I have
been here, I don't care half so much about it. It will probably be
fun for just a little while, and then I shall get tired of it and
wish I could stop, and be cross and pale and headache-y, the way
mamma used to be. But, at least, I've had this one year, and I can
think about it over and over again, and remember just what we have
all done and said. Perhaps sometime we can all be together at our
house."
"I do wish you didn't have to go away," said Florence a little
forlornly. "We feel as if you belonged to us, Katharine, and we
four girls don't seem half so many as we did before you and Jessie
came."
"What an idea! And, besides, you have Alan, and he is equal to all
the rest of us put together. Dear fellow, how I shall miss him! I
wish I had a brother. But, Florence, it isn't as if we weren't
likely to drop in on you again, before long. It takes such a
little while to go back and forth, now; and I mean to go to Europe
in a year or two, and then I shall stop here on the way.
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