CORNELLI
have to be a little careful now, Cornelli. Remember that strange ladies are in the house,” said old Matthew with foresight. “You can come again this afternoon.”
Cornelli had really heard nothing, for she had been absorbed in her new pet. She knew that she ought to appear punctually at her meals, so she left right away. She had also noticed that the ladies were not buried behind big newspapers, like her father. While running to the house, she passed a hydrant. There she remembered that she had to wash her hands, so she held them both under the pipe and rubbed them hard. Then dipping her face in, she rubbed it, too. She had nothing to dry herself with except a very small handkerchief.
“Hurry up! The ladies are already at table,” she heard Esther’s voice urging her from the kitchen window.
Cornelli ran in and saw both ladies already seated at the table. In front of her was a full soup plate.
“You have to come punctually to your meals. I am sure that you can hear the loud bell out in the garden,” said the cousin. “But
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