We may as well take our
luggage all down, as we go so soon."
"Yes," said Faith, who had already lifted the telescope and a linen
rug-holder, embroidered with her initials, and calmly sailed out, while
Hope buzzed aimlessly about, picking up sundry small belongings, during
which time Debby shouldered her heavier packages and followed. The
girls allowed no dissimilarity in their costumes, to the smallest
detail, but for convenience' sake had selected their traps and luggage
as unlike as possible. When Hope reached the drawing-room Mrs.
Rollston was making to Faith a half-apology for her early visit.
"I knew, if I could time my call exactly right, I would not bother you.
There is always a breathing-space while waiting for the cab, and--"
"And you have exactly hit it!" broke in Hope, coming forward to give
her greeting, as Faith turned away. "We are pleased to meet you again."
"Thank you. I find myself, in my idle time here, waiting upon my
husband's business, taking more interest than is perhaps strictly
allowable in you both. Can you pardon me?"
"Freely," said Faith, "and we return it. Hope and I had a smart
discussion over you, last night. She says you are an American."
"Does she?" turning swiftly to the sister. "What makes you think so,
Miss Hope?"
"Your manner, your dress, and your accent," was the prompt reply though
the girl flushed a little in embarrassment.
"But how do you young English girls so well understand these points of
difference when--"
"Oh, but we're not English girls!" cried Hope.
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