say that you agree to this plan. It really
does seem a perfect one for everybody. The time must of course depend on
when Dorry can get his leave, but we will be all ready whenever it
comes."
Clover's arguments were unanswerable, and every one gradually gave in to
the plan which she had so much at heart. Dorry got a fortnight's
holiday, beginning on the 15th of June; so the twentieth was fixed as
the day for the double wedding, and the preparations went merrily on.
Early in May Katy arrived in Burnet; and after that Johnnie had no need
to complain of being unsistered, for Katy was a host in herself, and
gave all her time to helping everybody. She sewed and finished, she
packed and advised, she assisted to box her father's books, and went
with Dorry to choose the new papers and rugs which were to make the old
house freshly bright for Imogen; she exclaimed and rejoiced over each
wedding present that arrived, and supplied that sweet atmosphere of
mutual interest and sympathy which is the vital breath of a family
occasion. All was ready in time; the old home was in exact and perfect
order for its new mistress, the good-bys were said, and on the morning
of the fifteenth the party started for Colorado.
Quite a little group waited for them on the platform of the St. Helen's
station three days later. Lionel had of course come in to meet his
bride, and Imogen her bridegroom; and Geoff had come, and Clover, to
meet her father and Katy, and Phil was also in waiting. It was truly a
wonderful moment when the train drew up, and Johnnie, all beautiful in
smiles and dimples, encountered Lionel; while Dorry jumped out to greet
Imogen, who was in blooming health again, and very pleased to see him.
"We have brought the two carryalls," Clover explained. "Geoff got a new
one the other day, that the means of transportation may keep pace with
the increase of population, as he says. I think, Geoff, we will put the
brides and bridegrooms together in the new one. Then the 'echoes' from
the back seat can mix with the 'echoes' from the front seat; and it will
be as good as the East Canyon, and they will all feel at home."
So it was arranged, and the party started.
"Katy," cried Clover, looking at her sister with eyes that seemed to
drink her in, "I had forgotten quite how dear you are! It seems to me
that you have grown handsome, my child; or is it only that you are a
little fatter?"
"I am afraid the latter," replied Katy, with a laugh
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