Hattie and Rose began to quarrel and argue, and Katie, who was more or
less of a little peacemaker, suggested that they should draw up the
blind and all three get into the window to watch for Prissie.
"I wonder how she will look?" said Rose when they were all comfortably
established.
"I hope she won't talk in Latin," exclaimed Hattie.
"Oh, it is nice to think of seeing Prissie so soon," murmured Katie in
an ecstasy.
"I wonder," began Rose in her practical voice, "how soon Prissie will
begin to earn money. We want money even more than when she went away.
Aunt Raby isn't as well as she was then, and since the cows were
sold----"
"Hush!" said Hattie. "You know we promised we wouldn't tell Prissie
about the cows."
Just then a distant sound of wheels was heard. The little girls began
to jump and shout; a moment later and Priscilla stood in the midst of
her family. A great excitement followed her arrival. There were kisses
and hugs and wild, rapturous words from the affectionate little
sisters. Aunt Raby put her arms round Priscilla and gave her a solemn
sort of kiss, and then the whole party adjourned into the supper-room.
The feast which was spread was so dainty and abundant that Katie asked
in a puzzled sort of way if Aunt Raby considered Prissie like the
Prodigal Son.
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