There 's room at Fir Cottage for you both . Yes , Fir Cottage -- I guess you 've heard your mother speak of that . There 's her old room out there that we always slept in when she came to stay all night with me . It 's all ready for you . What 's that ? You ca n't afford to lose your place here ? Bless your heart , child , you wo n't lose it ! The owner of this store is my nephew , and he 'll do considerable to oblige me , as well he might , seeing as I brought him up . To think that Mary Carvell 's daughter has been in his store for three years , and me never suspecting it ! And I might never have found you out at all if you had n't been so patient with that woman . If you 'd sassed her back , I 'd have thought she deserved it and would n't have blamed you a mite , but I would n't have bothered coming to talk to you either . Well , well well ! Poor child , do n't cry . You just pick up and go home . I 'll make it all right with Tom . You 're pretty near played out yourself , I can see that . But a summer in Fir Cottage , with plenty of cream and eggs and my cookery , will soon make another girl of you . Do n't you dare to thank me . It 's a privilege to be able to do something for Mary Carvell 's girls . I just loved Mary . ''
The upshot of the whole matter was that Marcella and Patty went , two days later , XXXXX Dalesboro , where Miss Draper gave them a hearty welcome to Fir Cottage -- a quaint , delightful little house circled by big Scotch firs and overgrown with vines .
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