Gwen Harcourt never allowed herself to be long forgotten, and one
bright afternoon, she decided to run off by herself and have a little
fun of the kind that she liked best.
She stopped first at Aunt Judith's cottage.
She could not have told why she chose first to call there. Aunt Judith
and the little maid had gone down to the parsonage for a call, and
Gwen knocked until she was tired, then paused on the step, trying to
decide where next she would call.
"Stupid that everyone is in school, and won't be out for an hour!" she
said.
Then her eyes brightened.
"I know where I'll go!" she cried.
She turned from the avenue into a pretty street, and ran along until
she reached a house that set a little farther back than the others.
"There's a lady who lives here who looks pleasant, and I've always
meant to see the inside of her house," thought Gwen. "I can stay a
little while there, and be just in time to meet the other girls when
they come out of school."
She rang the bell.
No one came to the door. After waiting a few moments she rang again.
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