My own white sheep-skin rug shall go in front
of the fire. Daisy will like to see the Pink curling down into the
depths of that sheep-skin. Ah, yes! the girls shall have a good
time--a cosy, home-like time--in these rooms, if I can give it to
them."
Then Miss Egerton went downstairs to meet Primrose with a smile about
her thin lips, and a serene, beautiful light in her kind eyes.
"They are getting ready--the rooms are beginning to look charming,
dear," she said. "Oh no, you must not see them yet. It is my fancy not
to show them to you until they are quite ready, and I fear that won't
be until the day after to-morrow; but to-morrow, Primrose, you and
Jasmine and little Daisy may occupy yourselves packing your trunks."
"It all sounds delightful," said Primrose. "You cannot think, Miss
Egerton, how cheered we all are at the thought of coming to you. As to
Daisy, I simply should not know her--she is a changed child. I told
the Doves that we were leaving as I went out this afternoon. They
looked rather cross, and Mrs. Dove asked for a week's rent, instead of
the usual notice. But I can manage to pay that nicely. I won't stay
now, dear Miss Egerton.
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