Some day, these quaint old-fashioned spreads and patch-work
quilts will become quite the rage again, and then you will feel proud
to show yours. I think Anne will appreciate the endless task such a
spread represents."
And once more Polly felt that she had not expressed her interior
decorating ideals on the same high plane her mother seemed to have
reached, but she would not admit having made a mistake, so the
crocheted spread remained, even as the green shades and the gay sofa
remained, to welcome the city girls to Pebbly Pit.
CHAPTER V
UNPLEASANT SURPRISES
The time set for the meeting of the Maynard girls and Anne Stewart at
the Denver Terminal Station came and passed with no sign of the Chicago
travelers. Then Mrs. Stewart was seen hurrying down the platform waving
a yellow envelope to attract her daughter's attention.
Anne was patiently seated on the edge of a truck looking keenly at
every one in sight, so she soon saw her mother. The Oak Creek local,
that left Denver daily at noon, was getting up enough steam to enable
it to make a _regular_ start. Whether it would arrive was a question!
Anne hastily tore the telegram open and read it aloud. "Missed train.
Don't wait for us. Go on and send machine to meet us to-morrow, same
train, at Oak Creek. Explain to Brewsters. Bob."
Anne looked at her mother and laughed. "If that isn't Bob all over!
Guess her hair wasn't dressed.
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