"If you will wait here in your own room, I will bring her to you,"
said Teddy, as he and Mrs. Legrange approached the hotel again.
"Bring her! Where is she now? asked the mother, looking at him in
dismay.
"I left them at the other hotel, thinking, if I brought her directly
here, we might meet you before you were told," explained Teddy.
"Who is with her?"
"Dora Darling, the young lady who adopted her,--the one I told you of
as living in Iowa."
"Yes, yes; and she has come all the way to bring my child to me! No,
I cannot wait: I will come with you."
So Mr. Burroughs, still sitting upon the piazza, saw his cousin
hastening by, and came to join her.
"Yes, come, Tom! come to-oh, to see Sunshine again!" and Mrs.
Legrange turned her flushed face away, to hide the hysterical
agitation she could not quite suppress.
"Take my arm, Fanny; and do not walk so fast. You will hurt
yourself," said Mr. Burroughs kindly.
"No, no: nothing can hurt me now. I must go fast: if I had wings, I
should fly!"
"Here is the house. Will you wait in the parlor till I bring her
down?" asked Teddy, leading the way up the steps of the principal
hotel at Yellow Springs.
"No: take me to the room where they are waiting. I want to see her
without preparation," said Mrs.
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