Penelope had listened silently , like a girl in a dream . Now she patted Mrs. Fairweather 's soft old hand affectionately . `` It sounds like a storybook , '' she said gaily . `` You must come and see Doris . She is such a darling sister . I would n't have had this waist if it had n't been for her . I will tell you the whole truth -- I do n't mind it now . Doris made my party waist for me out of the lining of an old silk quilt of Grandmother Hunter 's that Aunt Adella sent us . '' Mrs. Fairweather did go to see Doris the very next day , and quite wonderful things came to pass from that interview . Doris and Penelope found their lives and plans changed in the twinkling of an eye . They were both to go and live with Aunt Esther -- as Mrs. Fairweather had said they must call her . Penelope was to have , at last , her longed-for musical education and Doris was to be the home girl . `` You must take the place of my own dear little granddaughter , '' said Aunt Esther . `` She died six years ago , and I have been so lonely since . '' When Mrs. Fairweather had gone , Doris and Penelope looked at each other . `` Pinch me , please , '' said Penelope . `` I 'm half afraid I 'll wake up and find I have been dreaming . Is n't it all wonderful , Doris Hunter ? '' Doris nodded radiantly . `` Oh , Penelope , think of it !
Music for you -- somebody XXXXX pet and fuss over for me -- and such a dear , sweet aunty for us both ! ''
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