CHAPTER III

THE ARRIVAL


The girls were put on the train at Berwick and as Mrs. Berry was to
meet them at the station in New York, they were allowed to make the
trip alone.

"I think this train ride the best part of the whole thing," said
Dolly, as she took off her coat and hung it up beside her chair. "I do
love to ride in a parlour car; I wish we were to travel in it for a
week."

"I like it, too," agreed Bernice. "Oh, girls, what fun we're going to
have! You won't like Uncle Jeff at first, he's awful queer; but
there's one thing sure, he'll let us do just as we like. He's very
good-natured."

"What's Mrs. Berry like?" asked Dotty. "I suppose we'll obey her?"

"Yes, but she's good-natured, too. I can twist her round my finger.
Oh, we'll have a high old time."

"S'pose Mrs. Berry shouldn't be there to meet us when we get in,"
suggested Dolly. "What then?"