Miss Elizabeth Templeton
might not be a profound student of books, but she was certainly an
intelligent and sympathetic woman. They had turned into the
woodlands by this time, and Elizabeth, who was determined to
entertain their guest to the best of her ability, proposed that they
should stroll down to the Pool.
"If you will go on, I will just fetch my work," she observed, "and
tell Dinah where we are going, and then Cedric will join us. He
ought to have been back by now." Then Malcolm, in high good-humour,
sauntered over the rustic bridge and amused himself by looking down
on Elizabeth's wild garden.
"Oh, Betty, what a pity to wear your pretty new hat!" exclaimed
Dinah, looking up from her accounts. She was rather a martinet on
the subject of dress, and had funny little old-fashioned notions of
her own; but Elizabeth, who was ten years younger, was more up-to-
date.
"It was part of the programme," she returned solemnly; "and the
sunshade too. I was determined to make myself as nice as possible.
Remember, I trimmed it myself, Die, and as I had the materials it
only cost me five shillings.
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