s Polly was crying, and declaring
that she could not taste the least bit of food until Rose was found,
the telephone rang.

Glad news it was that Rose was safe with Aunt Judith, and Mrs.
Sherwood and Polly accepted Aunt Judith's invitation to come and spend
the next day at her cottage.

Aunt Judith had gone a short distance to Mrs. Grafton's house, and she
had sent her message from there.

"Hurrah!" cried Harry, as Aunt Judith turned from the telephone. "I'm
glad it happened that Rose had to run away, for we've missed her all
these weeks that she's been spending at the shore. We'll be over
to-morrow to see her, won't we, Leslie?" and he gave one of Leslie's
long curls a sly twitch.

"We surely will, unless you pull all my hair out when I'd want to hide
my head," Leslie said, laughing.

"Oh, pshaw! The way I pull your curls amounts to just love pats,"
Harry cried.

"You wouldn't say so if I twitched your hair like that," Leslie
responded.

"I guess I'll go down and get my hair shingled so you won't be able to
get hold of it," he said. "Lend me a quarter, Leslie? I spent all I
had to-day on candy and a new bat."

Leslie refused and Harry chased her, the two laughing as they ran.

"I never saw a brother and sister who played together so prettily,"
Aunt Judith said.

"They are great chums," Mrs. Grafton said. "Of course Harry has his
boy friends, and Leslie is very fond of Lena Lindsey, but for all that
my boy and girl are fast friends, and they love each other dearly."

"I like to see it," Aunt Judith said.

She hurried back to the cottage where Rose at the window was eagerly
watching for her.

"Mrs. Sherwood's voice sounded very anxious when she replied to my
call at the telephone, and the tone of quick relief when I told her
that you were safe here at the cottage with me was very evident.

"Polly had cried until she was about sick, but of course, she will be
all right now, and they will both be with us here to-morrow, for the
day."

"That will be fine," cried Rose, "and you'll set the larger table
to-morrow, and make it look fine, but to-night, Aunt Judith, just
to-night let's have the little tea table, just as we used to when I
lived here with you, with the pretty pale green dishes, and the dear
little sugar and cream set with the pink moss-rose buds on it. May we,
Aunt Judith?"

Aunt Judith came and took the pretty face between her two hands, and
looked into the eager brown eyes for a moment.