"I don't like the look of that sky!" said Miss Deane, with a worried glance at the clouds creeping up.
"Most hearty congratulations! You have done well for Rocklands! I want to hear all about it. But come in quickly out of the cold; we have a big supper waiting for you. Then, when you have told us the whole story, you shall all dance 'Sellenger's Round' before you go off yo bed!"