"It's a pretty street, isn't it?" she cried. "Such nice big maples,
and such shady, porchy houses. I love houses with porches, don't you?
Has the parsonage a porch?"

"Yes, a big one on the south, and a tiny one in front. The house faces
west. That is the college there. It opens in three weeks, and Fairy
can make freshmen all right, they tell me. I wish you could go, too.
You haven't had your share of anything--any good thing, Prudence."

"Well, I have my share of you, father," she said comfortingly. "And
I've always had my share of oatmeal and sorghum molasses,--though one
wouldn't think it to look at me. Fairy gained a whole inch last week
at Aunt Grace's. She was so disgusted with herself. She says she'll
not be able to look back on the visit with any pleasure at all, just
because of that inch. Carol said she ought to look back with more
pleasure, because there's an inch more of her to do it! But Fairy says
she did not gain the inch in her eyes! Aunt Grace laughed every minute
we were there. She says she is all sore up and down, from laughing so
much."

"We have the house fixed up pretty well, Prudence, but of course you'll
have to go over it yourself and arrange it as you like. But remember
this: You are not allowed to move the heavy furniture. I forbid it
emphatically. There isn't enough of you for that."

"Yes, I'll remember,--I think I will. I'm almost certain to remember
some things, you know."

"I must go to a trustees' meeting at two o'clock, but we can get a good
deal done before then. Mrs. Adams is coming to help you this