She did not know what to do, so she sat down again by the window to wait for Daphne. While she was sitting there, the housekeeper came into the room. "Good morning, Miss Doane," she said pleasantly. "I hope you slept well." "Yes; thank you," replied Drusilla. "Would you like to go over the house this morning?" Again Drusilla was embarrassed, as she did not know what would be expected of her if she went over the house. "Why--why--" she said, "I think, if you don't mind, I will wait until Miss Thornton comes." "Very well. I will be ready at any time." When the housekeeper left the room, Drusilla sat quietly in her place by the sunny window until at last she saw a motor turn into the grounds, and soon Daphne appeared. Drusilla's face lighted up when she saw the pretty girl standing before her. She seemed a part of the morning itself, with her sparkling eyes, her dainty coloring accentuated by her pretty suit of blue and her jaunty hat. "Oh, you look like one of the flowers!" Drusilla exclaimed, reaching out her hands to her. "How nice of you to say that! I've come early; did you wait long for me?" "Yes; I have been settin' here just seeing the beauty of it all. I can't believe it's real." "Oh, but it is. And isn't it beautiful! I always loved the place. Did you sleep well? Were you tired out? Are you rested?" "I didn't sleep at first--I couldn't. But I'm not tired; I'm just sort of excited--and--and--oh, I don't know what to say about it all." "Well, if you are not tired, would you like to go over the house? It's a lovely house. I know Mrs. Perrine wants to show it to you and let you see what a wonderful housekeeper she is." "Yes; she asked me to go with her, but I wanted to wait until you come--as--as I might not know what to say." "Well, we'll go together; and don't you worry about saying anything if you don't want to. I talk enough for both of us. That's my trouble, Father says--I talk too much. Come--Mrs. Perrine is downstairs." They went from room to room, from drawingroom to library, to the picture gallery in which, had Drusilla known it, were some of the famous pictures of the world, and on to the great armor room, in which the former master of the house had searched the countries of the old world for the armor and accouterments of chivalry which were arranged around the walls. Then she was shown that which interested her more than the pictures or the armor--the pantries and the room in which were kept the china and silver in daily use; and the kitchen, with its array of cooking utensils, brought a look of delight into her old eyes, because these she could understand. Finally she was taken upstairs again and shown the guest rooms, each with its dressing-room and bath, and then opposite to her own suite of rooms she was taken into a small library paneled in soft toned woods. Daphne pulled out a leather chair for Drusilla.