Boston several times,
but Boston, beautiful city that it is, is not New York.

"It's awfully full, isn't it?" she said at last, and Tom laughed
heartily.

"Don't you like it?" Phyllis asked in dismay.

"Oh, of course I do, but somehow I wish it would stand still for just a
minute and give me a chance to look at it."

"I'm afraid it will never do that, my dear," Miss Carter laughed. "But
you won't find it noisy where we are, and I know you will love the
park."

"Do look," Phyllis pointed towards the west. "It's clearing, I knew it
would and here's the park."

Central Park is a refreshing sight to see after the noise and confusion
of the streets, and to Janet's eyes the soft green of the grass and the
great trees, resplendent in their autumn dress, was comforting indeed.
The sun was just visible between two sullen gray clouds, but it only
peeked out for a minute and then as though it were depressed by what it
saw, it hurried to bed.

"I don't blame it," Phyllis said, as she watched the last gleam of red
fade into the clouds.

Janet nodded in perfect understanding. It was not the last time that,
without the aid of words, the Page twins were to understand and share
each other's thoughts.

The taxi drew up at the house at last, and Annie hurried to the side
walk to help with bags. She was a servant that Miss Carter had had for
many years and she was greatly excited over Janet's arrival.

Phyllis dashed up the stairs, pulling Janet behind her, and instead of
waiting even for a minute in the living-room she hurried her up the
second flight of stairs and threw open the door of her room.

"Oooooh!" Janet stood perfectly still and looked and looked. To
Phyllis it seemed as though she were never going to speak, then at last
she said, "Oh!" again and sank down on the soft bed.

"Like it?" Phyllis tried to make her voice sound cool, but she did not
succeed in keeping the eagerness out of it.

"It's fairyland!" Janet exclaimed. "Oh, Phyllis, I never dreamed
anything could be half so beautiful."

Phyllis gave a great sigh of relief. "Thank goodness for that," she
said, laughing, "and now come and see the rest of the house."

Janet followed from one charming room to another, but she was
speechless until she came to the library--a big brown room, filled with
books, low comfy chairs and shaded lamps.

"Phyllis, it's just too wonderful to be true!" she exclaimed.

"Well, it's not the Enchanted Kingdom,"--Phy