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and asked abruptly, —

      "Did you bring any books with you?"

      "Four boxes full. They are in the library."

      Mac vanished from the room, and Steve, striking an attitude which displayed his costume effectively, said with an affable smile, —

      "We were sorry not to see you last Wednesday. I hope your cold is better."

      "Yes, thank you." And a smile began to dimple about Rose's mouth as she remembered her retreat under the bed-cover.

      Feeling that he had been received with distinguished marks of attention, Steve strolled away with his top-knot higher than ever, and Prince Charlie pranced across the room, saying in a free and easy tone, —

      "Mamma sent her love and hopes you will be well enough to come over for a day next week. It must be desperately dull here for a little thing like you."

      "I'm thirteen and a half, though I do look small," cried Rose, forgetting her shyness in indignation at this insult to her newly acquired teens.

      "Beg pardon, ma'am; never should have guessed it." And Charlie went off with a laugh, glad to have struck a spark out of his meek cousin.

      Geordie and Will came together, two sturdy eleven and twelve year olders, and, fixing their round blue eyes on Rose, fired off a question apiece as if it was a shooting match and she the target.

      "Did you bring your monkey?"

      "No; he is dead."

      "Are you going to have a boat?"

      "I hope not."

      Here the two, with a right-about-face movement, abruptly marched away, and little Jamie demanded with childish frankness, —

      "Did you bring me any thing nice?"

      "Yes, lots of candy," answered Rose, whereupon Jamie ascended into her lap with a sounding kiss and the announcement that he liked her very much.

      This proceeding rather startled Rose, for the other lads looked and laughed, and in her confusion she said hastily to the young usurper, —

      "Did you see the circus go by?"

      "When? Where?" cried all the boys in great excitement at once.

      "Just before you came. At least I thought it was a circus, for I saw a red and black sort of cart and ever so many little ponies, and – "

      She got no farther, for a general shout made her pause suddenly, as Archie explained the joke by saying in the middle of his laugh, —

      "It was our new dog-cart and the Shetland ponies. You'll never hear the last of your circus, cousin."

      "But there were so many, and they went so fast, and the cart was so very red," began Rose, trying to explain her mistake.

      "Come and see them all!" cried the Prince. And before she knew what was happening she was borne away to the barn and tumultuously introduced to three shaggy ponies and the gay new dog-cart.

      She had never visited these regions before, and had her doubts as to the propriety of her being there now, but when she suggested that "Auntie might not like it," there was a general cry of, —

      "She told us to amuse you, and we can do it ever so much better out here than poking round in the house."

      "I'm afraid I shall get cold without my sacque," began Rose, who wanted to stay, but felt rather out of her element.

      "No, you won't! We'll fix you," cried the lads, as one clapped his cap on her head, another tied a rough jacket round her neck by the sleeves, a third nearly smothered her in a carriage blanket, and a fourth threw open the door of the old barouche that stood there, saying with a flourish, —

      "Step in, ma'am, and make yourself comfortable while we show you some fun."

      So Rose sat in state enjoying herself very much, for the lads proceeded to dance a Highland Fling with a spirit and skill that made her clap her hands and laugh as she had not done for weeks.

      "How is that, my lassie?" asked the Prince, coming up all flushed and breathless when the ballet was over.

      "It was splendid! I never went to the theatre but once, and the dancing was not half so pretty as this. What clever boys you must be!" said Rose, smiling upon her kinsmen like a little queen upon her subjects.

      "Ah, we're a fine lot, and that is only the beginning of our larks. We haven't got the pipes here or we'd

      'Sing for you, play for you

      A dulcy melody.'"

      answered Charlie, looking much elated at her praise.

      "I did not know we were Scotch; papa never said any thing about it, or seemed to care about Scotland, except to have me sing the old ballads," said Rose, beginning to feel as if she had left America behind her somewhere.

      "Neither did we till lately. We've been reading Scott's novels, and all of a sudden we remembered that our grandfather was a Scotchman. So we hunted up the old stories, got a bagpipe, put on our plaids, and went in, heart and soul, for the glory of the clan. We've been at it some time now, and it's great fun. Our people like it, and I think we are a pretty canny set."

      Archie said this from the other coach-step, where he had perched, while the rest climbed up before and behind to join in the chat as they rested.

      "I'm Fitzjames and he's Roderick Dhu, and we'll give you the broadsword combat some day. It's a great thing, you'd better believe," added the Prince.

      "Yes, and you should hear Steve play the pipes. He makes 'em skirl like a good one," cried Will from the box, eager to air the accomplishments of his race.

      "Mac's the fellow to hunt up the old stories and tell us how to dress right, and pick out rousing bits for us to speak and sing," put in Geordie, saying a good word for the absent Worm.

      "And what do you and Will do?" asked Rose of Jamie, who sat beside her as if bound to keep her in sight till the promised gift had been handed over.

      "Oh, I'm the little foot-page, and do errands, and Will and Geordie are the troops when we march, and the stags when we hunt, and the traitors when we want to cut any heads off."

      "They are very obliging, I'm sure," said Rose, whereat the "utility men" beamed with modest pride, and resolved to enact Wallace and Montrose as soon as possible for their cousin's special benefit.

      "Let's have a game of tag," cried the Prince, swinging himself up to a beam with a sounding slap on Stevie's shoulder.

      Regardless of his gloves, Dandy tore after him, and the rest swarmed in every direction as if bent on breaking their necks and dislocating their joints as rapidly as possible.

      It was a new and astonishing spectacle to Rose, fresh from a prim boarding-school, and she watched the active lads with breathless interest, thinking their antics far superior to those of Mops, the dear departed monkey.

      Will had just covered himself with glory by pitching off of a high loft head first and coming up all right, when Phebe appeared with a cloak, hood, and rubbers, also a message from Aunt Plenty that "Miss Rose was to come in directly."

      "All right; we'll bring her!" answered Archie, issuing some mysterious order, which was so promptly obeyed that, before Rose could get out of the carriage, the boys had caught hold of the pole and rattled her out of the barn, round the oval and up to the front door with a cheer that brought two caps to an upper window, and caused Debby to cry aloud from the back porch, —

      "Them harum-scarum boys will certainly be the death of that delicate little creter!"

      But the "delicate little creter" seemed all the better for her trip, and ran up the steps looking rosy, gay, and dishevelled, to be received with lamentation by Aunt Plenty, who begged her to go and lie down at once.

      "Oh, please don't! We have come to tea with our cousin, and we'll be as good as gold if you'll let us stay, auntie," clamored the boys, who not only approved of "our cousin," but had no mind to lose their tea, for Aunt Plenty's name but feebly expressed her bountiful nature.

      "Well, dears, you can;

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