little face quite pleasing.

Greta liked her new place. She liked her new mistress, too, and the
work at the little cottage was light.

Aunt Judith was a worker, and together they kept the pretty rooms in
perfect order.

The bell rang sharply, Greta opened the door, and the quaintest little
figures that ever were seen came tripping into the hall.

It was not to be a ceremonious affair, so Greta took their wraps at
the door, and they entered the little parlor to greet Aunt Judith.

Princess Polly in crisp print, with yellow primroses on a white ground,
a pale green kerchief, and yellow ribbons in her hair, was fair, and
lovely to look upon.

Rob Lindsey in brown homespun with a yellow vest, walked beside her,
looking very like a lad of the olden time.

Lena Lindsey, in a green and white striped gown, a wreath of white
roses and green leaves in her hair, with Leslie Grafton in scarlet
linen with white lace frills at her neck, and in her sleeves, were two
quaint lassies, and Harry Grafton in gray linen with huge white collar,
and gaily flowered tie, made a trio that delighted Aunt Judith.

She had asked Rose to come as a guest, instead of standing with her
to receive.