"How she
must have enjoyed this afternoon!"
She had enjoyed it, as we learned the next day, when a letter came
from her.
"Dear Cecily and all the rest of you," wrote the Governor's wife,
"I want to ask you to forgive me for pretending to be Aunt Eliza.
I suspect it was a little horrid of me, but really I couldn't
resist the temptation, and if you will forgive me for it I will
forgive you for the things you said about the Governor, and we
will all be good friends. You know the Governor is a very nice
man, though he has the misfortune not to be handsome.
"I had just a splendid time at your place, and I envy your Aunt
Eliza her nephews and nieces. You were all so nice to me, and I
didn't dare to be a bit nice to you lest I should give myself
away. But I'll make up for that when you come to see me at
Government House, as you all must the very next time you come to
town. I'm so sorry I didn't see Paddy, for I love pussy cats,
even if they do track molasses over my clothes. And, Cecily,
thank you ever so much for that little bag of pot-pourri. It
smells like a hundred rose gardens, and I have put it between the
sheets for my very sparest room bed, where you shall sleep when
you come to see me, you dear thing. And the Governor wants you to
put his name on the quilt square, too, in the ten-cent section.
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