Time passed quickly in sorting out the numerous items in the seven
trunks, and the girls felt famished before they were done. The articles
they wished to have out for use were piled up on the grass outside the
barn, and it looked a formidable heap when all was ready to leave the
barn.
"Goodness me! We'll have to make a dozen trips to the house with all
this!" exclaimed Eleanor.
"We'll carry all we can pile up this first trip, and then have
luncheon. Afterward we will carry the rest over," said Barbara.
The clothing seemed so light that they kept piling up the articles
until they could hardly see from under the mountain of lingerie and
accessories. But they both found how heavy the light summer clothes
could be, when one's arms were extended unnaturally to hold up so much
finery.
They finally reached the porch and threw the things into rustic chairs,
while they sat down to cool off in the breeze.
"Now, you carry the clothes to the bedroom, Bob, while I hunt in the
kitchen for something to eat," remarked Eleanor, after a time.
These important duties attended to, the girls were about to go to the
barn for a second load of clothing when the ranch-wagon drove up to the
steps. The family got out and Jeb drove on to the barn.
"What's this on the grass?" asked Mr. Brewster, stooping to pick up a
silk stocking.
"That's Barbara's, I think," said Anne, instantly divining the cause of
its being there.
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