other details from the mind of Bess. And now Cora was locking her
boxes.

"Oh, I suppose we will get along very well without her," said Bess
finally. "In fact, it may be better that she does not come, for
she is bound to be doing things that are risky."

"Well, we will miss her, I'm sure," said Cora, "for she is such
good company. But we will have to manage."

"Has Belle all your tools packed? Don't forget candles; they are
so handy when anything happens after dark. I always fetch them.
They poke under little places so nicely."

"Oh, I fancy Belle has managed to take along the candelabra. At
least, I think I can count on the glass candlesticks. Poor Belle!
I wonder will she ever leave off that sort of thing. She cares
more or an `effect' than for a good square meal," answered Bess.

"Alt kinds make a world," replied Cora. "Suppose she were as
sensible as you or I? Why, as well take away the flowers, and
plant kindling wood.

Bess laughed. Cora turned up the path with her. "I met Ray,"
said Bess, "buying a new veil, of course. I would hate to be as
pretty as Ray, and have so much trouble to keep up the reputation.
That's the worst of pretty girls. They really have to keep
pretty."

"And Daisy? Was she buying a new novel to read en route? They