Elsie laughed low and musically.
"Precisely what I was thinking of you, Lottie. It must be your own fault
that you are still single. But we won't waste time in flattering each
other, when we have so much to say that is better worth while."
"No, surely; Aunt Wealthy has told me of your engagement."
"That was right; it is no secret, and should not be from you if it were
from others. Lottie, I want you to be one of my bridesmaids. We're going
to carry Aunt Wealthy off to spend the winter with us, and I shall not be
content unless I can do the same by you.'
"A winter in the 'sunny South!' and with you; how delightful! you dear,
kind creature, to think of it, and to ask me. Ah, if I only could!"
"I think you can; though of course I know your father and mother must be
consulted; and if you come, you will grant my request?"
"Yes, yes indeed! gladly."
Aunt Chloe, always making herself useful wherever she went, was passing
around the room with a pile of plates, Phillis following with cakes and
confections, while Simon brought in a waiter with saucers and spoons, and
two large moulds of ice cream.
"Will you help the cream, Harry?" said Miss Stanhope. "There are two
kinds, you see, travilla and melon. Ask Mrs. Vanilla which she'll have; or
if she'll take both.
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