The welcome of the Fairview party was not less cordial than had been that of the others, and presently all were seated and a buzz of conversation ensued.

The young girls made a little group by themselves and of course the approaching wedding, with the preparations for it, was the principal theme of their talk.  Rosie, not caring to have secrets from these very near and dear young friends, told of the letters received that morning and the talk just held with Dr. Conly.

“Oh, that was noble in Cousin Arthur!” exclaimed Lucilla.  “The Crolys were very generous to him, to be sure, but not at all more so than he deserved.”

“No,” said Rosie; “they were quite able to pay him what they did; but it isn’t everyone who would have done so, and I have always thought well of them for it; and I am glad Cousin Arthur can make them some small return.”

“But should he succeed in restoring Mrs. Croly to health, that will not be a very small return, I think,” said Evelyn with a smile.

“No; for good health is the greatest of earthly blessings,” said Grace.  “One can hardly fully enjoy anything without it.”

“As you know by experience, you poor thing!” said Rosie.

“Oh, no! not now.”

“Have you fixed upon the wedding day yet, Rosie?” asked Lucilla.

“No, not definitely; we have only decided that it shall be somewhere about the middle of June; or perhaps a little later.  I want to make sure of having Walter here; for it would be too bad to have him miss his youngest sister’s wedding.”

“And you want Marian to have time to get well, too, don’t you?” said Grace.

“Oh, yes, indeed! and she will be by that time; at least she seems altogether likely to be.  Mamma was there to-day and found her doing nicely.”

“Hark!  What is that Cousin Ronald is saying?” exclaimed Lucilla, and they paused in their talk to listen.

“I want you all, old and young,” he said in his blithe, cordial tones, “to come and have as good and merry a time as possible, to celebrate the third birthday of my little namesake grandson.  We talked the thing over at the dinner table and all agreed that there could be no better way of celebrating that most important event.”

“It certainly is a delightful time of year for an outdoor party in this region of country,” remarked Mrs. Dinsmore, “and I, for one, accept the invitation with pleasure.”

“As I do,” said her husband.

“And I!” “And I!” “And I!” added the others in turn.

The young girls were highly pleased:  it was by no means their first invitation to Beechwood, and they felt sure of being hospitably and well entertained.  Ella, Hugh’s wife, had been mistress of the mansion before the marriage of the old gentleman and Annis, and so continued to be, with Annis’ full consent, but there was no jarring between them; they were congenial spirits, and enjoyed each other’s society.  Ella was fond of the old gentleman, too,—­the only father she had ever known,—­and her little ones, Ronald and his baby sister, were to all a strong bond of union.