"I wish I was going, too!" sighed Lulu, as she and Rosie stood looking
after the barouche.
"Mamma would have let us drive over to the station with them," said Rose;
"Edward asked if we might, but Ben had some errands to do in town, and
couldn't bring us back in time for lessons."
"Lessons! I'm sick and tired of them!" grumbled Lulu. "Other children had
holidays last week, but we had to go right on studying."
"But we are to take ours in a week or two, visiting at the Oaks and the
Laurels, perhaps two weeks at each place, and I'm sure that will be nicer
than to have had Easter holidays at home."
"There, it's out of sight," said Lulu. "I'd like to be Aunt Zoe, just
starting off on a journey. Let's take a run down the avenue, Rosie."
"I would, but I must look over my Latin lesson, or I may not be ready for
grandpa."
With the last words she turned and went into the house.
Lulu knew that she was not ready for Mr. Dinsmore either, but she was in
no mood for study, and the grounds looked so inviting that she yielded to
the temptation to take a ramble instead.
Max, from his window, saw her wandering about among the shrubs and flowers
and longed to join her.
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