Tom directed, as they reached the
open rotunda that led to the street.

In a minute they were all comfortably seated in a cab and had joined
the procession of slow-moving vehicles that were trying to gain the
avenue.

"To think you are really here," Phyllis sighed, as though the greatest
event of her life were over.

"I'm not a bit sure that I am,"--Janet laughed. "I've been begging
Tommy to pinch me all the way down in the train. I thought surely I
would wake up any minute and hear Martha say, 'It's time to get up,
child.'"

"I didn't do it though, because I thought the other people in the train
might not understand," Tom said with amusement.

"Where is your dog?" Miss Carter asked suddenly, and Janet's face fell.

"Grandmother decided I mustn't bring Boru," she answered with a little
catch in her voice.

Her aunt took her hand impulsively and squeezed it. "But, my dear,
that is absolutely absurd. You will be miserable without him,
especially when everything is new to you. I will write up to Mrs. Page
to-night and ask her to have some one send him down by express as soon
as possible."

Miss Carter was a gentle little lady, but when she made up her mind to
a thing that thing was as good as accomplished.

"Oh, Auntie Mogs, that's awfully sweet of you," Janet said gratefully.
"I know I'll miss him awfully."

"I never heard of such a thing," Phyllis protested. "We never dreamed
you'd come without him. Why, I sent Sir Galahad to the hospital to
have him out of the way until Boru got used to his new house."

"Oh, but you shouldn't have done that," Janet protested. "Poor kitty,
he'll feel terribly abused."

"Well, he had a little cold and it really was the best place for him,
and of course I can go and see him any time. The hospital is only
around the corner. Tommy, what are you laughing at?"

"You two girls talk about your dog and cat just as if they were
children. Are you going to make household pets of all my livestock
when you come to the ranch next summer?"

"Of course," Phyllis and Janet answered, laughing.

"Now, don't bother Janet," Miss Carter interrupted before Phyllis could
say anything more; "she is busy looking at the city, and I know she
would rather do that than listen to you. We are on Fifth Avenue now,
dear, and that lovely building on your right is Tiffany's."

Janet looked out of first one window and then the other. It was all
very new and exciting to her. She had been to