d her brother, giving her a kiss.
"What has happened to Aunt Trudy?"
"She's getting ready for dinner," explained Rosemary. "She's been
crying in Mother's room for almost an hour and then her trunks came
and she thought she'd change her dress."
"Crying in Mother's room--what for?" demanded Doctor Hugh quickly.
"Oh, because memories were too much for her," quoted Rosemary
solemnly. "She made Shirley and me cry, too, but Sarah went down
stairs when she tried to kiss her, so she didn't hear her talk."
"I'll give Sarah credit for good sense," said Doctor Hugh grimly.
He strode down the hall to his mother's room, took the key from the
inside and locked the door and dropped the key in his pocket.
"And that's that," he announced, smiling a little at Rosemary's
puzzled face.
CHAPTER IV
DR. HUGH TAKES COMMAND
Miss Wright appeared at dinner in rustling black silk, and kissed
Dr. Hugh affectionately. In her plump arms she carried three
packages.
"I brought each of the girls a box of French chocolates," she
explained, smiling. "They're simply delicious and there is just one
shop in town which imports them."
Rosemary dimpled as she untied her package, Shirley shrieked with
glee and even Sarah's "thank you, Aunt Trudy" had an unusual depth
of warmth in it. Two-pound boxes of chocolates did not appear at
dinner every day.
Dr. Hugh put down his carving knife as Shirley lifted the lid from
her beribboned box.
"I think I'll have to take charge of these boxes," he said quietly.
"Aunt Trudy is very generous to remember you so bountifully, but I
can not let you make yourselves sick. I'll keep them carefully for
you in the office and you may have a safe number every day I
promise you."
"Oh, Hugh!" Rosemary's voice was reproachful.
"I won't be sick," said Shirley with cheerful confidence.
Sarah did not speak, but she thrust her box under the edge of the
tablecloth.
"It's perfectly pure candy, Hugh, and won't hurt them," Miss Wright
assured him briskly.
"Well, I'm sorry, but I believe that the purest and most expensive
candy taken in sufficient amount, will upset the digestion of an
ostrich," said Doctor Hugh firmly. "Put the boxes on the serving
table till after dinner, Rosemary."
"And I hope you'll keep 'em under lock and key," observed Winnie as
she passed the creamed potatoes. "Sarah will be eating chocolates
for breakfast if there's none to interfere with her."
Winnie considered hers
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