CHAPTER IX
"I'm glad we parted friends," thought Charlotte, settling back in her seat, "and I'm glad it's all over. It was like that story of the boy who was caught in the rapids while playing in the water; but, thank goodness! I was able to get back to the shore in time." She relaxed and let her eyes rest on the smoothly flowing scenery outside.
"I wonder how 'Aunt Hepzibah is," she murmured to herself. "And Dame Johnson, and Miss Hawley, and the children. And I wonder if Margaret's getting on any better with her husband. And—and—and I wonder how Neil is. I'll drop in and see Aunt Grace before starting for home. She always knows the news. And perhaps I'll see Neil around somewhere, too."
The train reached Penfield at a quar-
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