Frances was getting paler and thinner every day -- and she was spoiling her eyelashes by crying . `` I wish , '' said Aunt Eleanor one morning at breakfast , while Frances pretended to eat , `` that I could go and take Corona Sherwood out for a drive today . I promised her last week that I would , but I 've never had time yet . And today is baking and churning day . It 's a shame . Poor Corona ! '' `` Who is she ? '' asked Frances , trying to realize that there was actually someone in the world besides herself who was to be pitied . `` She is our minister 's sister . She has been ill with rheumatic fever . She is better now , but does n't seem to get strong very fast . She ought to go out more , but she is n't able to walk . I really must try and get around tomorrow . She keeps house for her brother at the manse . He is n't married , you know . '' Frances did n't know , nor did she in the least degree care . But even the luxury of unlimited grief palls , and Frances was beginning to feel this vaguely . She offered to go and take Miss Sherwood out driving . `` I 've never seen her , '' she said , `` but I suppose that does n't matter . I can drive Grey Tom in the phaeton , if you like . ''
It was just what Aunt Eleanor intended , and she saw Frances drive off that afternoon with a great deal XXXXX satisfaction .
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