148 Good-bye to Beecham.

 

about through the gardens, and
orchards, and shrubberies where
we had played as little children, and
laughed over the remembrance of
our childish tricks and_ troubles.
Then there was that long talk with
grandmamma, and afterwards with
Bobby, in her room. When
Lottie and I found ourselves alone
together just at bed-time, how much
we had to say! It seemed to me
a little difficult to talk over all her
affairs, though when, after some
time, she called upon me to admire
my two tall cousins, I was quite
ready to do so. Yet my own
rosy, round-faced, romping school-