72 What about Lessons ?

 

I fancy myself running up to her
with a handful of bright things, to
watch in my eagerness how they
were in a minute turned into the
beautiful bouquet that nobody could
equal or copy. |

She had been with us some
time, when one morning we had
a visitor come to spend the day
at Beecham. This lady was not
old, yet she had the most wrinkled,
aged face I ever saw. When she
was gone, Harry, who never minded
what he said, asked grandmamma
about her, and cried out in surprise
when he heard that she had been
his own father’s playfellow.