She heard Uncle Joe and her mother coming around from the front of the house. The main door of the Stagg homestead was seldom opened, except when the minister came to call. Carolyn bounded upon the porch, with Prince crazily barking beside her. And then with her hand upon the latch she halted, transfixed by a sound from within the kitchen. "Down, Prince! Be still!" Carolyn May murmured, with a gesture to silence the dog. She clutched the latch almost as though to keep herself from falling, and her ear remained close to the panel. She heard it again--a thin, wailing sound that signalled unmistakably the discomfort of an infant. Then came the tap, tap, tapping of a soft-shod foot upon the kitchen floor and the crooning voice of Aunty Rose. Carolyn burst open the door. Round-eyed and quite speechless for the moment, she peered in at the picture there displayed. The old woman, in her very plain, quakerish garb, sat in a low chair by the dresser, with a squirming bundle which she was jogging on her knee. At her elbow was a cup and spoon, and the smell of anise was strong in the room. "A baby!" gasped Carolyn May. "Oh, Aunty Rose Kennedy! where _did_ you find a baby?" Aunty Rose smiled kindly above the infant's puckered little face. "Come here, Car'lyn May," she said, "and look at your little cousin. Her name is Car'lyn, too." CHAPTER XI AT THE CORNERS "Oh! Aunty Rose Kennedy!" cried the little girl, finally recovering her voice. "I wondered and _wondered_ why you didn't come back to us. It wasn't your garden that kept you up here at the Corners, now was it?" "Not altogether, Carolyn May. Your Aunt Mandy couldn't take care of this sweet little girl all by herself," replied Mrs. Kennedy. "You see, there is something, after all, for old Aunty Rose to do in the world besides sitting down to twiddle her thumbs." In came Mamma Cameron and Uncle Joe with the bags then, and the baby was made much of. That she should have a real, live baby named after her quite amazed as well as delighted Carolyn May. The baby cousin was named "Carolyn Amanda." "That sounds ever so pretty," stated the little girl. "I'm going to write Edna about it right away. You see, she couldn't have their baby named after her because it was a boy. Isn't it nice, Mamma Cam'ron, that there is another girl in our family?" Later she was allowed to go in to see her Aunt Mandy, who was propped up in bed and looked very pretty in cap and bedgown. Mrs. Joseph Stagg's face fairly shone her delight when Aunty Rose brought in the baby to her; and it was plain now why Uncle Joe looked so proud and happy. "You see," he said seriously to Carolyn, "we found that we could not get along at all in this big old house without a little girl in it. Your being here for so long quite spoiled Amanda and me for living without young company. So we got a Carolyn of our own."