me. And, faith, Miss Elaine, the house is a splendid place to rest
in but I don't know what's the matter with it lately. Joshua says
its haunts--"

"Haunts?" repeated Elaine in amused surprise. "Why, what do you
mean?"

Marie entered with the wraps before Aunt Tabby could reply and
Jennings followed with the baggage.

"Nonsense," continued Elaine gaily, as she put on her coat, and
turned to bid Aunt Josephine good-bye. "Good-bye, Tabitha," said
her real aunt. "Keep good care of my little girl."

"That I will," returned the nurse. "We don't have all these
troubles out in the country that you city folks have."

Elaine went out, followed by Rusty and Jennings with the luggage.

"Now for a long ride in the good fresh air," sighed Elaine as she
leaned back on the cushions of the Dodge limousine and patted
Rusty, while the butler stowed away the bags.

The air certainly did, if anything, heighten the beauty of Elaine
and at last they arrived at Aunt Tabby's, tired and hungry.

The car stopped and Elaine, Aunt Tabby and the dog got out. There,
waiting for them, was "Uncle" Joshua, as Elaine playfully called
him, a former gardener of the Dodges, now a plain, honest
countryman on whom the city was fast encroaching, a jolly old