CHAPTER XVIII

The car stood in front of the great flat stone by the side door, and a tall, handsome man with a long fur-lined coat was helping a lady out. Jennie hurriedly glanced about; but, not seeing any other travellers, concluded the children had made a mistake, and brought her eyes back to the lady. Marion wore a long fur coat also, for the air in that northern climate was still cold for a long drive. Jennie’s discerning eyes made out that the coat was real mink and that the crimson roses she was wearing were not artificia…