Things were unpleasant enough all round without a quarrel between Mark and me ; yet quarrel we did -- and over next to nothing , too , you understand . And now I had to set out for Prince Edward Island without even seeing him , for he was away in Toronto on business . * * * * * When my train reached Copely the next afternoon , Aunt Philippa was waiting for me . There was nobody else in sight , but I would have known her had there been a thousand . Nobody but Aunt Philippa could have that determined mouth , those piercing grey eyes , and that pronounced , unmistakable Goodwin nose . And certainly nobody but Aunt Philippa would have come to meet me arrayed in a wrapper of chocolate print with huge yellow roses scattered over it , and a striped blue-and-white apron ! She welcomed me kindly but absent-mindedly , her thoughts evidently being concentrated on the problem of getting my trunk home . I had only the one , and in Montreal it had seemed to be of moderate size ; but on the platform of Copely station , sized up by Aunt Philippa 's merciless eye , it certainly looked huge . `` I thought we could a-took it along tied on the back of the buggy , '' she said disapprovingly , `` but I guess we 'll have to leave it , and I 'll send the hired boy over for it tonight . You can get along without it till then , I s ` pose ? '' There was a fine irony in her tone . I hastened to assure her meekly that I could , and that it did not matter if my trunk could not be taken up till next day . `` Oh , Jerry can come for it tonight as well as not , '' said Aunt Philippa , as we climbed into her buggy . `` I 'd a good notion to send him to meet you , for he is n't doing much today , and I wanted to go to Mrs. Roderick MacAllister 's funeral . But my head was aching me so bad I thought I would n't enjoy the funeral if I did go . My head is better now , so I kind of wish I had gone . She was a hundred and four years old and I 'd always promised myself that I 'd go to her funeral . '' Aunt Philippa 's tone was melancholy . She did not recover her good spirits until we were out on the pretty , grassy , elm-shaded country road , garlanded with its ribbon of buttercups . Then she suddenly turned around and looked me over scrutinizingly .
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