"Oh, I'll never forget you," Rose said, "and I'll come to see you now
I'm to live so near. To-day I'll sit beside you while you sew. I'll
sit in the little chair that was always mine."

"It is yours now, dear, and, whenever you come, I'll 'play,' as you
and Polly say, I'll 'play' that you are once more living here at the
cottage."

There was news to be told. Uncle John was to have a fine conservatory
built, and later it would be stocked with beautiful flowering plants.

Lena Lindsey was to give a fine party some time during the Winter, and
Leslie Grafton, and her brother Harry had already hinted that there
would be gaiety at their home.

Mrs. Sherwood always gave some sort of party for Princess Polly, and
surely everyone remembered her beautiful party of the Winter before.

All these things she told Aunt Judith.

"And Uncle John says he will not permit his neighbors to do _all_ the
entertaining, and when he says that he laughs," said Rose.

Aunt Judith stopped rocking and sat very straight.

"And _I_ shall entertain in a small way myself," she said.

"Oh, Aunt Judith!" cried Rose, her surprise making her eyes round, and
bright.