Besides, I didn't find a letter from mother
or father, and Mollie and Polly have seven from Mrs. O'Neill, one for
each day of her trip from New York to Queenstown. Of course it does
take longer for a ship to land in Naples, so I am silly to be
disappointed, yet I am just the same! Besides, Polly was dreadfully
obstinate and would insist on coming back to camp by another route, said
it was shorter and much more adventurous than the open road. So we
parted, and Mollie and Sylvia and Bee axe returning with her. She may
be having more adventures than we did, but the way is not shorter, for
we appear to have arrived first."
Opening her knapsack Betty then handed two letters to Miss McMurtry and
gave a little rolled package to Esther. "Here is something for you from
Dick; he doesn't seem to have written me either."
Esther unwrapped her parcel. "It is just a piece of music your brother
told me about, an Indian love song. He thought perhaps I could learn it
and we could sing it together in camp. He is very kind."
Betty shrugged her shoulders. "Oh yes, Dick is kind to nearly
everybody, except to me sometimes when he thinks I need discipline. But
he and mother both think you have a remarkable voice, Esther, and that
it will be a pity if you don't have it cultivated some day.
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