book. So she dawdled through her pretty rooms, brushing her curly
golden mop, and singing softly to herself.

"Come in," she said, in answer to a tap at her door, and Mona
burst in, in a wild state of excitement.

"Aunt Adelaide has arrived!" she exclaimed.

"Well, that isn't a national calamity, is it?" returned Patty.
"Why this look of dismay?"

"Wait till you see her! SHE'S a National Calamity!"

"Well, then, we must get Susan back again! But what's wrong with
your noble aunt?"

"Oh, Patty, she's so queer! I haven't seen her for some years, but
she's not a bit as I remembered her."

"Oh, don't take it too seriously. Perhaps we can make her over to
suit ourselves. Did you expect her so early?"

"No; but she said she came early to avoid the midday heat. It's
almost eleven. Do finish dressing, Patty, and come down to see
her."

"Hasten me not, my child. Aunt Adelaide will keep, and I'm not in
rapid mood this morning."

"Oh, bother; come on down as you are, then. That negligee thing is