Right upon the announcement came proof. The beautiful door of
the old colonial mansion opposite was thrown open, and clumsy and
cautious motion was evident. Presently a tall, slender woman
came down the path between the box borders, pushing a
baby-carriage. It was undoubtedly a very old carriage. It must
have dated back to the fifties, if not the forties. It was made
of wood, with a leather buggy-top, and was evidently very heavy.

Abby eyed it shrewdly. "If I am not mistaken," said she, "that
is the very carriage Eudora herself was wheeled around in when
she was a baby. I am almost sure I have seen that identical
carriage before. When we were girls I used to go to the Yates
house sometimes. Of course, it was always very formal, a little
tea-party for Eudora, with her mother on hand, but I feel sure
that I saw that carriage there one of those times.

"I suppose it cost a lot of money, in the time of it. The
Yateses always got the very best for Eudora," said Julia. "And
maybe Eudora goes about so little she doesn't realize how out of
date the carriage is, but I should think it would be very heavy
to wheel, especially if the baby is a good-sized one."

"It looks like a very large baby," said Ethel. "Of course, it is
so rolled up we can't tell."

"Haven't you gone out and asked to see the baby?" said Abby.

"Would we dare unless Eudora Yates offered to show it?" said
Julia, with a surprised air; and the others nodded assent. Then