“Thank you very much,” said Amy, as she jumped out, and then assisted Fritz.
“I’m going to have tea with Amy,” explained the boy. “This has been a jolly drive, even if it was a little short,” turning to Brenda, “and I hope that we ’ll see you again.”
“Yes, indeed,” said Amy, holding out her hand in good-bye. Brenda, however, could not help noticing that she did not ask her to call on her.
She felt rather triumphant, therefore, on getting out of the carriage at her own door to find that Amy had left her book.
“There,” thought Brenda, “either I must take this to her or she will have to call here and get it. I ’ll wait a few days to see which she does.”
She looked at the book with considerable interest. It was a school edition of “The Faery Queen,” or, as it was labelled on the back “‘The Faery Queen,’ by Edmund Spenser, Books I. and II.”
