Now that the wrench is over , I feel a most delightful glow of virtuous satisfaction ! Fran . If by running after Frances Cecilia could have brought her back , Cecilia would have run . But a glance at her watch told her that Frances must already be halfway to Ashland . So she could only accept the situation . `` Well , anyway , '' she thought , `` I 'll get Mary to point Sara Beaumont out to me , and I 'll store up a description of her in my mind to tell Fran tonight . I must remember to take notice of the colour of her eyes . Fran has always been exercised about that . '' It was mid-forenoon when Frances arrived at Ashland station . Grandmother Newbury 's man , Hiram , was waiting for her with the pony carriage , and Frances heartily enjoyed the three-mile drive to the Bay Shore Farm . Grandmother Newbury came to the door to meet her granddaughter . She was a tall , handsome old lady with piercing black eyes and thick white hair . There was no savour of the traditional grandmother of caps and knitting about her . She was like a stately old princess and , much as her grandchildren admired her , they were decidedly in awe of her . `` So it is Frances , '' she said , bending her head graciously that Frances might kiss her still rosy cheek . `` I expected it would be Cecilia . I heard after I had written you that there was to be a gubernatorial picnic in Claymont today , so I was quite sure it would be Cecilia . Why is n't it Cecilia ? '' Frances flushed a little . There was a meaning tone in Grandmother Newbury 's voice .
`` XXXXX was very anxious to go to the picnic today to see an old friend of hers , '' she answered .
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