intrusion.

"I'll just run into the garden and stop Miss Jasmine and Miss Daisy
rushing into the drawing-room all in a mess," said Hannah. "Oh! sakes
alive! why, the young ladies will be seen anyhow from the French
window."

Hannah hurried off, wondering if she could smuggle these troublesome
members of her flock out of sight through the kitchen.

Alas! she was too late--when Primrose, slim and graceful, and with her
pretty eyes only slightly reddened by her crying fit, entered the
drawing-room, she saw the French doors open, and her guest pacing
tranquilly round the garden, hold the Pink in her arms, while Daisy
danced in front of her, and Jasmine, chattering volubly, walked by her
side.

"I'm so glad you like those carnations," Jasmine was saying. "Mamma
was very fond of them. Shall I set some slips for you? I will with
pleasure."

"If Pink ever has a kitten you shall have it," said Daisy solemnly.

At this moment Primrose joined her sisters.

"Oh, Primrose--something so delightful!" began Jasmine.

"She thinks the Pink a perfect beauty. She wants another pussy just
like it," burst from Daisy's pretty dimpled lips.