None
of us had ever seen her, but we knew she was very deaf, and had
very decided opinions as to the way in which children should
behave.
"Whew!" whistled Dan. "We're in for a jolly afternoon. She's
deaf as a post and we'll have to split our throats to make her
hear at all. I've a notion to skin out."
"Oh, don't talk like that, Dan," said Cecily reproachfully.
"She's old and lonely and has had a great deal of trouble. She
has buried three husbands. We must be kind to her and do the best
we can to make her visit pleasant."
"She's coming to the back door," said Felicity, with an agitated
glance around the kitchen. "I told you, Dan, that you should have
shovelled the snow away from the front door this morning. Cecily,
set those pots in the pantry quick--hide those boots, Felix--shut
the cupboard door, Peter--Sara, straighten up the lounge. She's
awfully particular and ma says her house is always as neat as
wax."
To do Felicity justice, while she issued orders to the rest of us,
she was flying busily about herself, and it was amazing how much
was accomplished in the way of putting the kitchen in perfect
order during the two minutes in which Great-aunt Eliza was
crossing the yard.
"Fortunately the sitting-room is tidy and there's plenty in the
pantry," said Felicity, who could face anything undauntedly with a
well-stocked larder behind her.
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