Charlotta accordingly blew , a rather raucous , strident blast . There was moment 's stillness ... and then from the woods over the river came a multitude of fairy echoes , sweet , elusive , silvery , as if all the `` horns of elfland '' were blowing against the sunset . Anne and Diana exclaimed in delight . `` Now laugh , Charlotta ... laugh loudly . '' Charlotta , who would probably have obeyed if Miss Lavendar had told her to stand on her head , climbed upon the stone bench and laughed loud and heartily . Back came the echoes , as if a host of pixy people were mimicking her laughter in the purple woodlands and along the fir-fringed points . `` People always admire my echoes very much , '' said Miss Lavendar , as if the echoes were her personal property . `` I love them myself . They are very good company ... with a little pretending . On calm evenings Charlotta the Fourth and I often sit out here and amuse ourselves with them . Charlotta , take back the horn and hang it carefully in its place . '' `` Why do you call her Charlotta the Fourth ? '' asked Diana , who was bursting with curiosity on this point . `` Just to keep her from getting mixed up with other Charlottas in my thoughts , '' said Miss Lavendar seriously . `` They all look so much alike there 's no telling them apart . Her name is n't really Charlotta at all . It is ... let me see ... what is it ? I THINK it 's Leonora ... yes , it IS Leonora . You see , it is this way . When mother died ten years ago I could n't stay here alone ... and I could n't afford to pay the wages of a grown-up girl .
So I got little Charlotta Bowman to come and stay XXXXX me for board and clothes .
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